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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).

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db2305
Mar. 10th, 2004 08:05 am (UTC)
His thighs are...muscular.
bogwitch
Mar. 10th, 2004 08:09 am (UTC)
Yeah. Perfect.
gamiila
Mar. 10th, 2004 11:32 pm (UTC)
And in my dream, after he fell down the stairs, I saw them from the back, and up close, and...let me just say they were very nice, and leave it at that, OK?