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).
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).
- Current Mood:
amused - Current Music:'Bring On The Dancing Horses' - Echo & The Bunnymen
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