Had a dream last night that I was making out with Jennifer Aniston. We were watching an amateur baseball games from behind ome plate, when she reached over and asked me how my marriage was. Before I could answer, she started kissing me, with wierd, quick, bite-like kisses. As I tried to slow her down and run fingers through her hair, I woke up. Damn. I could feel the hair.
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