Last night I dreamt that Mike had fathered children with bloggers - one with Lovisa, and one with someone I didn’t recognize. Somehow I was living with both women and babies, and all was good, when we got a letter from Mike. He said that he wanted his babies back, because he was dating a very nice woman who bought him a mercedes, and therefore he felt that she would be a good mother to them.
Lovisa and the other woman were upset. I tried to cheer them up by writing friendly notes all over the mean letter from Mike. And giving them balloons. I was really upset, too. How could Mike be so cruel??? Later, we put the babies in the mailbox to be sent to California.
Seriously, what the hell did I eat before bedtime? I swear, I didn’t drink ANY alcohol.
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I did drink alcohol before going to bed last night. And I had a strange dream.
Maybe it was just the weather?
Holy shit! I had no idea Michael was such an asshole. How disappointing.
((snicker))
How much does postage cost for a baby?
Get out of my dreams.
Get into my car.
Or, get me outta your dreams, but if you wanna put me in that Mercedes, that’s cool.
WAAAAAAhahahahaha!!
Now give me my baby back Michael.