Anyway, last night I had a dream about Jeremy. It was a funny dream. He had no legs and no arms but still got work because he had the only working appendage that still mattered. They strung him up on a sex swing, had the chick climb on top and spun him around.
I woke up laughing.
I do that a lot, wake up laughing. Most of the time I don't remember what was so funny. But an armless, legless Ron Jeremy still getting work ... well, that is fucking hilarious.
Dear FSM, I need coffee.