Normally I dream about beating the crap outta people or meeting my blog friends. Never about beating the crap outta my blog friends though. Although, I have had a few dreams about bloggers having pillow fights while running around in their skivvies though.
Anyway, lately I’ve had a couple of really random celebrity dreams. The other night I dreamed that I lived with Adrianne Curry (Model, Reality Star, HOPA) and her husband Christopher Knight, who most people know as Peter Brady.
Apparently I was going to law school in Los Angeles and they had invited me to live with them so I wouldn’t have to cover the expenses of an apartment and stuff. I was contributing to the groceries, but otherwise living rent free. Adrianne was even cooking dinner for me each day and at one point I noticed that she had grabbed my laundry basket and washed and folded my clothes while I was at school even. She’s a very nice person.
Oh and she ran around the house in her skivvies. Of course. In fact, when I went into the kitchen when I got home she really was fixing dinner like this …
Anyway, Adrienne and Chris were both super cool and it was a fun time hanging with them. We hung out and watched TV and movies and just shot the breeze and stuff all the time. Best part was that Adrianne was ALWAYS running around half naked or even naked. Never bothered her at all and never bothered me or Chris.
But, Chris doesn’t like to go out and do things, so Adrianne and I started hanging out a lot cause we liked the same stuff. One night she and I went to a LA Clippers (no, not the Lakers, the pathetic, lowly Clippers) game. Afterwards we stopped and got a couple of cheeseburgers and some beer at some joint. So we’re sitting there laughing and talking like you know Adrianne and I would and never noticed that some scum-sucking pig of a paparazzi was there taking pictures of us.
So, the next day while I was in class and studying all that, people were coming up to me and saying “Dude, your affair with Adrianne Curry is like all over the internet. They’ve got pics of you two together and everything.” So I looked at gossip sites and sure enough there we were. Crazy, right?
I get home and Chris isn’t happy at all. Adrianne, who is wearing a thong and half shirt with no bra, is laughing about it, but he is kinda pissed. He totally believes that there’s nothing going on, but he’s annoyed that he has to deal with it and whatever. I’m all apologetic and they’re both “Hey, this isn’t your fault. You guys should be able to get something to eat without this” cause like I said they’re totally cool people who just love me.
So, I go upstairs to my room to put my stuff up and Adrianne is walking up the stairs with me. I get to my room and she says something about how it will all blow over and I’m like “yeah, they’ll move on to someone else soon enough” and then I give her a pat on the ass* and then we kiss.
That’s when I woke up. How weird and random was that dream?
*You didn’t think I would live in a house with someone with an ass like hers and not touch it did you? Well, I probably could. But, not in my dreams.
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