Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
what a gal!
So in this dream, Karen and I are at a resort, and Robert Redford comes over to our table. He wants to have sex with Karen and he’ll pay us a million bucks for the privilege. We’re all “heck yeah!” And before you know it, I’m listening to them through the wall, grunting and gasping.
Then Karen comes back to bed and I say, “You know, I never saw that movie, but I remember hearing that afterwards the guy and his wife –”
“Demi Moore,” Karen says.
“Whatever. So after she gets dorked by Redford, she and her husband can’t get over it.”
“Your point?”
“Um, just that I really don’t think I’m going to have any problem getting over this. How about you?”
“Me neither. Now, let me tell you what I think we should do with the money.”
And for the rest of the dream, we’re talking mortgages and investments.
D.
Seen Redford lately? Be doubly glad it wasn’t YOU who was earning the $1m! 🙂
Yeah, Redford’s head grew and his body shrank. I think he’s from area 51
Hee! Good one. 🙂
Of course now I am supressing the horrible story wherein my ex was offered money to “escort” a guy one time, and he tried to bargain with me, as I was clearly the pimp of r’ship, or something…
Moving right along…
Heh. Good thing that dream happened to you and not to me. A dream like that would really bother me.
To Robert Redford, who is surely googling himself: no, you can’t have her. Not for a million bucks.
microsaur, Corn Dog: don’t know if you guys ever heard my Redford vs. Newman story? Maybe my subconscious finally decided to put Karen’s preferences to the test. (And I already snarked on the wizened Redford — clicky the linky.)
Da Nator, you tease. You’ve more story to tell!
Dean, you romantic dog you. Let’s see what the SxKitten has to say about this. (I’m predicting: “Not for a MILLION? Are you CRAZY?”)
LOL simple. I’d do it, but I don’t think my Girlyboi would…not even for a million. It’d be like if he wanted to do you, doug. Would you?
Not a big Redford fan, personally, so I’d be willing to take a pass on the million to make Dean happy.
Paul Newman is another matter entirely – it wouldn’t take a million bucks to let him into my bed. I like ’em chiseled and cerebral, I do.
I suspect, however, that Joanne would kick my ass all over town for even suggesting it.
Thorne: hmm. Do I get to be the top?
SxK: yeah, I’m not a big Redford fan, either. Thorne, can I choose Newman instead?
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