Email from the sexy cowboy has prompted me to write up a dream I had last night, but after I got the stage set to describe the dream, I find I just can't bring myself to write about it. It had a showering VP/Patrick Warburton. I feel like a sleezy voyure just thinking about it. Which I will stop doing immediately.
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