my brain and me

Oct 01, 2006 12:14

Ever dreamt that 80 walking talking evil babies were released into a shopping mall, and you and your friends had to hunt them down and kill them (for the good of humanity, of course)? I have!

Last night I also dreamt that I was doing Bill Clinton, but I didn't know it was him until I walked past a security car near my house wherein the cheif of police was yelling about Bill Clinton being in my house. Then I went blind, but Bill and I, we had a thing going on. We had to guard the cardboard box of cash that was in my wardrobe from Kim who was masquerading as my security expert, but really wanted to steal away the cash for herself! Sneaky bitch.

There's no happy ending however, one demonic baby escaped, the cash dissapeared and Kim had Bill put in prison where the only way we could have sex was through the jail bars during visiting hours. That was kind of hot, though.
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