I'm a Nocturlan Republican... and I like it.
So... last night, I was looking at some of the YouTube videos of Obama and McCain debates. (all of which, btw, only reiterated what I already knew. That McCain is a douche, and Obama rules.) Then after a long night of McCain and Obama thrashing one another about the head and shoulders... I finally drifted off to sleep. Only to slip softly into a crazy dream.
I dreamed that I had gotten a job at some prestigious restaurant... a.k.a. taco bell.. and my boss was a real bitch. In my face all the time over one thing or another.. and I loved it. I thought it was SO hot. She kept correcting me and being a real smart-ass about every mistake I made. And it turned me on.
Her face and hair kept changing throughout the dream, and I knew she looked familiar, with her pink lipstick, dark brown hair, big almond eyes...but I couldn't quite put my finger on who she was.
Until she was walking toward me, all up in my face being a real smart-ass because I had gotten the stock order wrong. And the closer she drew to me, the more I grinned. And the more I grinned the more apparent it became that at any given moment, I would love to pin her to the wall and show her that there is at least ONE thing I can do right. Then, finally when she got me backed against the wall so close I could smell her perfume, and see her big, soft pink lips... It became clear to me who she was.
PALIN..
Sarah-fuckin-Palin. lol.. McCain's VP... It didn't even strike me as odd until I woke up and thought.. What the holy hell?! lol.. Palin is as big a douche as McCain, but I'd bang her like drum.
I dreamed that I had gotten a job at some prestigious restaurant... a.k.a. taco bell.. and my boss was a real bitch. In my face all the time over one thing or another.. and I loved it. I thought it was SO hot. She kept correcting me and being a real smart-ass about every mistake I made. And it turned me on.
Her face and hair kept changing throughout the dream, and I knew she looked familiar, with her pink lipstick, dark brown hair, big almond eyes...but I couldn't quite put my finger on who she was.
Until she was walking toward me, all up in my face being a real smart-ass because I had gotten the stock order wrong. And the closer she drew to me, the more I grinned. And the more I grinned the more apparent it became that at any given moment, I would love to pin her to the wall and show her that there is at least ONE thing I can do right. Then, finally when she got me backed against the wall so close I could smell her perfume, and see her big, soft pink lips... It became clear to me who she was.
PALIN..
Sarah-fuckin-Palin. lol.. McCain's VP... It didn't even strike me as odd until I woke up and thought.. What the holy hell?! lol.. Palin is as big a douche as McCain, but I'd bang her like drum.
