| Hour 53 for the week... |
[May. 24th, 2008|07:53 pm] |
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and my brain is mush. It wouldn't be as bad if I had a change of scenery, but working extra shifts in the same place just sucks. The pay is nice,though.
My sleep today was bizarre. I was Lucifer (a Trickster), and I'd somehow reunited Dean and Sam from Hell's clutches. I went out to get something (shopping trip?) and when I came back, Dean was wearing only a thong, and was on his knees in front of Sam (sitting on the couch) moving his arm up-down rapidly. Sam's eyes were rapt on Dean, and they startled when I came in - Dean was wearing a few sizes too small, as his balls were hanging out to either side and his peen looked uncomfortably angled upwards inside the thong's front.
"I see you two are getting re-acquainted!" I said with a gleaming eye...
Dean blushed, Sam shrugged and said, "So?"
Sam was completely "whatever" about the Wincest...like "Well, what did you expect to happen? DUH."
Odd dream...I'm blaming lack of sleep and all the porn I've read. |
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