Poconos.
Nostradamus.
Poconostradamus.
I predict that I went to Pennsylvania two days ago and stayed overnight until yesterday.
(Being psychic is easy when you do it in reverse. I think then it's called "memory.")
Memory.
Oh Really.
Memoh Really.
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