Every night in my dreams, I see you, I feel you….

May 3, 2010 at 5:27 pm | Posted in dreams, men, money | 1 Comment
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Apologies for the Celine Dion, but I feel that its foulness is in direct proportion to my offensive dream last night.

I went to Paris and I got stalked by a man with coins all over his body.  What does that mean?  Do I want a magnetic Frenchman, or merely a rich one?  Or is this one of those things which doesn’t have to  mean something?

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  1. Win. Your dreams are as f***** up as mine 🙂


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