Thursday, July 9, 2009

wish fulfillment

One night last week, this is what I dreamed:

I strolled blithely into a room as if I belonged there. On my left, I saw a comely lass sitting in a chair parked against the wall. Two male admirers were hovering over her and chatting.

Without missing a beat, I suavely said to her: “It would be inappropriate for me to say you're pretty, so I'll just say you're cute.”

She beamed a smile that blasted through me like an erotic EMP.

And she replied: “Well, I think YOU are cute!”

Our eyes locked for an eternal moment. Then I then turned, very pleased with myself, and tripped merrily along into the next surreal Popeye scat-singing through a cartoon.

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