Dreams

[fruitofdaloom]

I woke up last night in a cold sweat with the feeling of impending doom. I dreamt that Jesus stepped down from his cross to smash a cockroach under his foot and pistol whip Cher. Now the part that really bothered me was that Cher was wearing my jeans--the very pair that I had laid out to wear to work in the morning. All I have to say is, bitch better not get any stains on my favorite ****ing jeans.

Wait? Could it be some sort of premonition? Do you think my jeans are in danger? I better play it safe and not wear 'em for a few days.