I had the craziest dream last night. In it Homer and Trachalio came for a visit. I was still living at home with my folks and my mother was still alive. We hung out for a bit then Homer disappeared. After a bit he came back with an older brother that he had been off working with. Both of them were sweaty from whatever manual labor they had been doing. It had something to do with digging ’cause they were also covered in dirt.
Yeesh. That’s not my first “blogger” dream, but it’s definately the strangest.~
…….and then I came in and helped you clean off the boys with our tongues? or was that my dream?
Unfortunately … that was your dream.
Wow… at least I was in good company! So what the heck was I up to while Homer was working?
More importantly, was he not wearing a shirt when he came back?
*coughs*
*innocent look*
Was there any sex?
Oh yeah, I remember that day. Chas was awful sore after Trachalio and I did our manly business.
Oooh, and how Homer. Who knew he could take both of us and that fire hydrant butt plug at the same time?