Wednesday, September 22, 2004
and yet another dream
Last night I dreamed Ashton Kutcher was in my bedroom and do you know what he was doing? He was cleaning! My hottest fantasy is for a man to come over and tidy up all of my stupid clutter. Why Ashton? I have no idea, I am not particularly attracted to him so maybe if he did pop in my bedroom I would ask him to clean. But really, there I was with one of the most desired men in the country in my room and I had him tidying.
Last night I dreamed Ashton Kutcher was in my bedroom and do you know what he was doing? He was cleaning! My hottest fantasy is for a man to come over and tidy up all of my stupid clutter. Why Ashton? I have no idea, I am not particularly attracted to him so maybe if he did pop in my bedroom I would ask him to clean. But really, there I was with one of the most desired men in the country in my room and I had him tidying.
Comments:
all i can tell ashton is this- "she loves her houseboys sumthin awful... lets us drink lemonade & keeps us safe from the hound dogs... yes, miss nina is sho sho good to us"
when is the last time you tidyed anything at my house? i have to damn near whip you to get you to wash your dishes, now get back in your cell. go trotting around the country and get all big mouthed on me
"see ashton, why would you want to move to the cold, cold north when miss nina lets our mistakes go by with just a minor flogging? truly, truly we live in the best of times"
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