Still Dreaming of Dead Ladies in Black and White
This is Gloria Grahame. If I lived a long time ago, I'd have drunk her fucking bathwater. She's been showing up in my dreams lately, and is a welcome replacement of the H-bombs that would come into my head and destroy San Francisco night after night. I haven't dreamt of her naked yet, but I'm working on it. It's been over a month since dreaming of a mushroom cloud coming from Market Street. Awesome.
So I'm thinking I should meet the early-20's Gloria personally to thank her for showing up in my dreams; I also want a chance to try and tap that shit. The problem is, Gloria (I call her "Muffin" in my dreams) has been dead for over twenty-five years, and she wasn't looking so great by the 50's anyway (she was a big drinker, something I like in a woman just so long as she doesn't indulge too regularly and to the point that her face starts looking like it's always getting shot by a BB gun).
I need a time machine so I can get back to 1944, preferably a two-seater in fair condition. I don't mind if it's been smoked in or even if kids have ridden in it, just so long as it doesn't smell like kids or have crusty shit all over the place. I'll pay up to $250, but will consider paying more if you're selling a blue one.