So one of my best and longest blogging friends Gwen was in my dream the other night. We do email each other so I sent the details to her. As a special gift to my readers, I will now share the details with you. And for those of you that have started to wisely collect THAT BLUE YAK memorabilia, you may want to print this out and hide it away. Letters, historically have proven to be a very wise investment.
Please note that this is the actual content of the email. Spelling and grammar have not been proofed by my staff as this is a real, personal email from one blogger to another.
Also, the contents are very sexy so you may want to make sure you have thick undergarments (in case of "leakage"). You also might want to read it in private as well, in case you get the urge to touch yourself. I'm just warning you.
Here is the letter:
Here we go..So a bunch of people were at a bar - including> you - in
> Saint L. And it was really scummy like when the
> Griswald's from National
> Lampoon Vacation were on SL (Remember when the black dudes
> were stealing
> the hub caps?) And the one black guy (who was actually on
> the White
> Shadow) says, "You want directions? I don't even
> live in Saint Louis,
> I'm just visiting my cousin." - or something like
> that.
>
> Anyway, it was some kind of blogger meetup and I was
> sleeping in at your
> house on a cot on the porch. It must have been the 2nd
> night because I
> was joking and said, "When I went by your room you
> know, your blankets
> were off and I saw you nude you know."
>
> You knew I was kidding but then you said, "But I
> really did come by and
> YOUR blankets were off and I saw you."
>
> You then pinned me against the wall and said, "Well
> have a good night
> Zibbs". And lets just say you were really pressing
> against me."
> Awwww yeah.
The End.
haha "leakage"
ReplyDeleteThanks for the heads up, I changed undergarments before I finished reading the post.
I switched bras too...
ReplyDeleteYou should submit this baby to the folks at Cinemax. They're always looking for stuff for their late-night programming.
ReplyDeleteHey, thanks for dropping by and co-posting at Eating Chicken Vindaloo!
ReplyDeleteMathdude - As I asked in the comments of your blog after reading that post...are you high? You know..stoned? Just admit it.
ReplyDeleteI changed my undergarments for that?
ReplyDeleteDisgusting. You are a deviant.
ReplyDeleteP.S. And Fonzie Sox was in my dream last week.
ReplyDeleteI'm generally a very gracious hostess and have a large and sumptuous guest room, but I think you can understand why I made him sleep on the porch.
ReplyDeleteHow soon after did the genital shaving start?
ReplyDeleteSeriously...is this as good as it gets?
Moooooog35 - That's as good as it got. Sorry. But if it helps, the printed letter will probably still be worth major bucks someday.
ReplyDeleteWow, that got me kind of hot... oops, hold on. Nope... sorry, I'm just sitting too close to my desk lamp again.
ReplyDeleteYeah Zibsy, good work. Not too much revealed, just enough to keep them coming back for more. I KNOW you are not the "kiss and tell" kind of dreamer, being a gentleman and all. I'm sure that was not the last of the correspondence between you two concerning the dream.
ReplyDeleteLet everyone else wonder...
Wait. I should have stressed that she was REALLY pressing against me. Like grinding...like one leg almost wrapped around me pressing.
ReplyDeleteCan someone please prize me off this chair?
ReplyDeleteBlogger on Blogger lovin' is always hot. Oh yeah, poooost, edit, edit, edit! edit! post! SUUUBSCRIBE....ooooh yeah.
ReplyDeleteWhat do you say we go back to Myspace and I can Blog all over your Facebook?
ReplyDelete(I don't mean that, don't get excited)
Also, have you ever seen someone so drunk as I on Friday...wowzers...
I don't know you very well Zibbs but that was pretty tame compared to the dreams that I have had about my friends....
ReplyDeleteYAWN...my nipples didn't even get hard.
ReplyDeleteYou can't control your dreams. Or who you dream about...just keep saying that over and over and over...
ReplyDeleteI love dreams about bloggers (although mine tend to be a little racier... IFFFFFF you know what I mean). Especially when you don't actually know what they look like.
ReplyDeleteLike, everytime I dream about YOU, I see a totally normal looking guy with a big blue yak head... it kinda takes some of the heat out of the makeout session :'(
Would have been a better dream if some penetration occured.
ReplyDeleteJust saying....
peace
#2
But she STILL left you on that cot?
ReplyDeleteBitch.
lol
If you're not careful she's going to think you're a weird internet pervo.
ReplyDeleteDammit Zibbs! I'm 52 years old and my dreams are wetter than that! Solution...Viagra before bed. Works like a charm. Trust me.
ReplyDeleteI need to start dreaming about bloggers. I know I could do way better than that!
ReplyDeletePlease make up the rest of the story!
ReplyDeleteYou know....where you say, "I *am* going to have a good night, now!"
And she does a strip tease, etc.
Please?
I have never dreamed about a blogger... fantasized maybe, but I admit nothing, nor explain anything... But she has dark hair, nerdy glasses, and a dry sense of humor... Just once God, then I'll go back to the 7th level of Hell- again..
ReplyDeleteReal Live Lesbian - I just posted it.
ReplyDeleteIf you are ever going to make it into Penthouse forum, it needs to start with "Things like this never happen to me, but..."
ReplyDeleteLol I don't know if I should be sad or happy no one has dreams about me like this.
ReplyDeleteBrandi
nice White Shadow reference
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