I had a dream last night in which I was running naked being hunted in the jungle by horny Austrian temptress Nicole Kidman. I could sense her lust as she watched my muscular buttocks and my square shoulders escape her reach.
It was all just a game for I knew that I would turn the tables and become the hunter. I hid behind a tree ready to jump out and pin her down on the leafy carpeted ground and fill her with my love but then I was back in highschool taking a test and I did not know the correct responses.
I sat up in bed with my heart pounding it was still early so I stretched and did 200 crunches all the while watching my form in the cleverly positioned large mirrors I have. Nicole Kidman does not know what Brady goodness she missed out on.
I called in sick and may not go back to that line of work as it was stifling my creative soul. I see the Cheesy Caesar is hiring I may have to do some recognizance on their menu and uniform. I shall covertly enter the premises as a customer in a cunning fashion.
My ying is feeling out of balance with my yang so I may practice some yogurt and tight chee in the park to center my universe.
