I had another dirty dream about Hugh Laurie.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I had another dirty dream about Hugh Laurie.
I dreamed of kittens.
Last night I dreamed I needed to take my giant Mecha-Kong to the airport. At first I wanted to take the subway, but then I realized the Mecha-Kong was too big. Instead the Mecha-Kong waded in the East River while I rode in its skull.
Wow.
That kinda rocks.
The East River was gross! There was trash from McDonalds floating by, and Mecha-Kong had to pick up and examine it.
Tom wins at dreams! Except for maybe the gross river stuff. But still.
Coolest. Dream. Ever.
I had the boring dream last night, about work! It was kinda cool, because Jim Beaver of SPN was one of the teachers I worked with, only all I ever saw of him was the notes he left students on their homework that I was mailing back to them.
I had another dirty dream about Hugh Laurie.
Braggart.
Last cute boy dream I had featured Christian Kane. Wasn't very naughty, but was very cute. His hair was great.