Last night I had a strange dream...
For some unknown reason I was hanging out with David Bowie and Lou Reed. Just discussing music in general and what inspires them, maybe I should've taken notes and then wrote up a story for Rolling Stone.
But the most interesting part other than the fact that Bowie was talking while barely opening his mouth (no clue what that symbolizes.) All of a sudden out of the blue in comes Lindsey Lohan. Wearing a Disney shirt about three sizes too small and panties...
She comes up to me and asks me to take her to bed. Not to have sex but just cuddle...spoon. Now, was this difficult for me? No. It was HARD! VERY HARD!
For some unknown reason I was hanging out with David Bowie and Lou Reed. Just discussing music in general and what inspires them, maybe I should've taken notes and then wrote up a story for Rolling Stone.
But the most interesting part other than the fact that Bowie was talking while barely opening his mouth (no clue what that symbolizes.) All of a sudden out of the blue in comes Lindsey Lohan. Wearing a Disney shirt about three sizes too small and panties...
She comes up to me and asks me to take her to bed. Not to have sex but just cuddle...spoon. Now, was this difficult for me? No. It was HARD! VERY HARD!
- Location:House
- Mood:
groggy - Music:All These Things I've Done - The Killers
