Oh, had a funny dream about Zac last night (this after I dreamt Colton Haynes was my boyfriend until I told him he was gay, and then he left me for a man).
Zac was just a normal, non-famous guy and my fiancée, but God had not naturally "endowed him" so to speak. I saw how unhappy he was and wanted to make him happy, so being a witch (or something), I wiggled my nose and presto! Instant endowment. He then proceeded to screw everything that moved that was not male. I hated him as only I can hate and I hated the females, so I went presto! again and returned him to his former state.
He then began to crawl back to me. It was a consolation prize, since if he had been "gifted" he would have been a profligate manwhore collecting STDS like stamps, but at least he was mine again.
The moral of this story (other than the fact that my subconscious enjoys torturing me as much as my superego does, and the truth is apparently just as important when I'm asleep as when I'm awake) is to not eat cruciferous vegetables before one goes to sleep.
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Sorry French people. I'm keeping my eyes on Zac's naked body.
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Zac was just a normal, non-famous guy and my fiancée, but God had not naturally "endowed him" so to speak. I saw how unhappy he was and wanted to make him happy, so being a witch (or something), I wiggled my nose and presto! Instant endowment. He then proceeded to screw everything that moved that was not male. I hated him as only I can hate and I hated the females, so I went presto! again and returned him to his former state.
He then began to crawl back to me. It was a consolation prize, since if he had been "gifted" he would have been a profligate manwhore collecting STDS like stamps, but at least he was mine again.
The moral of this story (other than the fact that my subconscious enjoys torturing me as much as my superego does, and the truth is apparently just as important when I'm asleep as when I'm awake) is to not eat cruciferous vegetables before one goes to sleep.
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