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Chris Chan had a Dreaming Studio workshop. My version of this was the Arnold Attic shed extension which we built probably around 1995. 1989 Chris Chan Dreaming Studio where dreams do come true. The Arnold Island had their own version of sheds and club houses since like the 1980s in the heart of the Oregon Ghetto of Oatmeal. Chris Chan had this dog. But the dog we had was so racist just kidding, the dog was Blacky because the dog was black and thus ran away one day probably early 1990s or Vietnam Kathy stole that too and not just my bike decades later. They eat dog if you know what I mean. I don't think I was abused as severely as Chris Chan was but then again I was homeschooled until high school which means I was probably not put in as many tough situations as Chris was growing up. Five Nights at Chris Chan watching what could have been Five Nights at Freddy's or Chucky E. Cheese's pizza or the Fred Meyer bear. I remember watching a Peter Pan play, I was probably four years old or something. The bear misheard Chris Chan and thought his name was Christian. Instead of trying shouting, "No, my name is Christopher Columbus you silly Winnie The Pooh," instead Chris decided to go with it. His name thus became Christian/oatmeal must have called me Oatmeal thus the nickname. Chris Chan won a Sonic watch and win contest in the fall of 1993. I won a 1992 Easter Dance Contest in our ghetto trailer park. I never studied Chris Chan before. Chris Chan was a basketball manager/Adam Sandler Happy Gilmore Waterboy same as me. Like Chris Chan/some of my gal pals included Tiffany Cumbo/Janet Bailey/Savannah Larson/Katie Dober/Vietnam Kathy Bike/Sharon Clayton/Farmer Hanna/Jennifer Moore/TikTok Moon/TikTok Amy/Cynthia/Bishop/Gasser/April/Spreitler/Willner/Sarah Cole/Anna Barbie/Katrina/Karla Villa/Fiona. Like Chris Chan, I'm guilty of like confessing my love/emotions/curiosity/feelings/opinions/interest/lust/agape/rage/thoughts/words/life/expression/randomness towards girls purposely or accidentally/perhaps prematurely at times/perhaps I was like rejected many times or who knows. Like Chris Chan, I had a female childhood friend with that same name, Tiffany. But then she started kissing other guys. Don't you hate it when girls lock you in the friend zone? Almost as scary as when people would actually lock Chris inside closets or under houses or whatever. Kelly was to Chris Chan what many girls was to me perhaps, like I might say they were my sweethearts or whatever. But you probably wondering what they might say if you asked them about it. It's not like my perspective on everything was the God-honest gospel. I was probably blind. Bob, the father of Chris Chan, paid girls money to play with the soon to be Internet Lolcow. Thank God Bob Ross never did anything like that to anybody in my life. There's nothing crazy gonna come out of my closet. Chris Chan talked in code like I did, I wonder if George Lucas, Alex Jones, Tucker Carlson, Trump, Russell Brand, Joe Rogan, Edward Snowden, or Steven Crowder could relate.