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Nagging JM

I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamt I was JM's personal assistant, and apparently my job consisted of me advising him what to wear. We had the following altercation:

GAMIILA: "What you're going to wear? You woke me up to ask me that? Wear what you bloody well please!"

(JM mutters something unintelligible, goes away and comes back a minute later in his ubiquitous T-shirt, jeans and trainers)

GAMIILA: "That's what you've chosen to wear? Please tell me you brought the kilt! And wear some Docs with it this time!"

(JM changes into the kilt, and promptly falls down the stairs).


Mar. 10th, 2004 06:41 am (UTC)
LOL, a kilt? There's a photo of him in one of those floating around - of course, the burning question is whether he was wearing anything underneath ;-)
Mar. 10th, 2004 07:06 am (UTC)
My lips are sealed...but there was a very good reason why my subconcious made him exit my dream flying headlong down the stairs...
Mar. 10th, 2004 07:49 am (UTC)
Did you get a decent view?
Mar. 10th, 2004 07:58 am (UTC)
Mar. 10th, 2004 08:02 am (UTC)
I'm beginning to see the attraction!