Tales from the sun chaser.

(but i'll make the tag anyway)

I'm in my old room with this blond girl. We were watching Jerry Springer, and they had some runway chicks come out, and I kept thinking "they're all men, they're all men, they're all men". You know, just in case they were. Then things got serious. The Blondie is telling me that she really likes me, and she thinks I'll choose her mother over her. Mind you, she's naked in bed, looking hot as all get out, and at this point I'm right over her. I started remind her about how beautiful she was, and got the feeling that she didn't think so. Instead of my usual "are you saying that I have bad taste in women" joke, I tell her that she makes me happy. Just the thought being around her makes me happy. I kissed her. I couldn't help wondering why has it been so long since I had a girlfriend. Maybe because I was waiting for HER. She was so beautiful, and I was flattered by her jealousy. Wait....hold up...... I woke up.