Troubled Times

[Ftumch]

I have this dream, right, where I'm an Agent Provacteur brassiere. I'm on my hanger, hanging there all serene and sexy. Then MiMi enters the store, browses for a few minutes before picking me up. She beckons an assistant over and enquires wether it would be possible to try this item on.

At this point I wake up.

What does this mean? Am I a wrong'un? Should I seek professional help or take a sedative to prolong my visions?

P.S. I'm (semi-)rich, look like Johnny Depp and have a washboard chest. Jus' sayin', like.

[WhiteTrash]

I'm guessing... you like to feel a tít!?

[Ftumch]

The lack of correspondence has left me shaken and wondering if I'll ever be able to come to terms with my issues. I'm just going to take it one night at a time.

*takes deep breath*

[Land_Of_MiMi]

its means your life will be fulfilled!!!!

[Ftumch]

*washes, buys mahoosive tub of hair gel, tuxedo and flowers*

*makes reservations at top London restaurant*

Right. Here goes...

*beams*

*massive bloke answers door*

Oh fu...