Ack.

[sexyscholar]

I had an awful dream. Awful, but terribly amusing at the same time.

I dreamt that Man-Faye and Borat had come to my house with a present. They'd bought me a car: a yellowpuke-colored Dodge Dart. The interior was white with black spots (think Gateway 2000). It had a fuzzy lime green cover on the steeing wheel and the back bumper had a sticker that said "Shout me a holler, dog."

They made me sit in this...car...and started pushing buttons in the car, turning in the wipers and radio and such. I remember the floor being sticky and trying to hold me feet off the floor, but my legs were too long so I kept getting cramps when I tried.

They were so proud of their gift. Borat was all like, "This car we bought for yoooooo!" And Man-Faye kept dancing around the car and trying to get up on the hood. I have no idea why. I guess because he's Man-Faye and he does shit like that.

I wish I could videotape my dreams. I'd love to play this hot mess back sometime.

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[single-path.livejournal.com]

Don't blame me! I had heard of Man-Faye before, but had never actually seen him! I didn't even know he was a real, though sadly pathetic, person. I thought people were joking. Making fun of guys who like to dress as women characters.