I had a dream about you. We were both in the finals at the World Cuddling Championships and my partner was my cat Capn The Sweetness Kintz and yours was a Teddy Bear named Teddy. While Teddys body could be manipulated in ways that would earn you style points with the judges he was lacking the personality of a person which The Sweetness certainly has. In the end we won partly because we were better cuddlers but mostly because I bribed the judges.

Dreamland I couldnt stay away because I couldnt stay awake. I traveled there in my sleep at 65 miles per hour while I was driving.

I had a dream about you. We drank coffee and laughed like old friends even though we were strangers bathing in the Brown River of Wakefulness. I laughed because you were naked and you laughed because Id just overpaid for a cup of coffee at Starbucks which the natives called Oompow which I would translate for you but its devastatingly embarrassing.

I had a dream about you where you were an economic hero. So is the real life you like the dream you Answer this question If Paul Krugman and Ben Bernanke were about to die and they only had 59 seconds left and you could only save one would you take a minute to think it over

I had a dream about you last night. I could fly. I was going to use this power to impress you but you were too heavy to carry so I won you over with my personality instead

I had a dream about you. I asked you to dance and you said you already had a partner. That was when I noticed you were embracing a mannequin and I felt my face get flushed and I felt flustered. Its embarrassing when a mannequin is a better dancer than you but at least I was more agile than my grandpa who was making a fool of himself in the bathroom as he tried to tango with a urinal.

I had a dream about you last night.. you were holding a pine cone and introducing him as Gerald.

I had a dream about you. You were a florist and I was a floorist. You thought you were more romantic than me but I knew all the barefoot women in the Nicholas Sparks fan club would disagree.

I had a dream about you. We were shoveling dollar bills and used diapers and laughing like children. I was dancing like I had a fog machine in my pants and I did which is my moves were so mysterious.

I had a dream about you. You were trying to perfect the art of sexual intercourse and I offered you the use of one of my statues to practice on. Artists have to stick together even if one artist is sticking it to another artists work.