Author: uberbudgie





I was up in SF with a bunch of female aquaintences, and a couple of writers who'd

written books about "Radical Motherhood".



All of us were feeling kinda hungry but between paychecks, so we counted the change in our pockets and found we had enough for veggie

dogs and whole wheat buns at the local supermarket. I can't remember how the

veggie dogs managed to get cooked, but it

was a fun picnik.



Then we all were laying on each other in a

"puppy pile" on the sidewalk. (It was a clean

sidewalk; this was the shopping district).



The two authors leave to go to a book signing,

leaving the rest of us watching Christmas

shoppers and laughing.



We decide to hold a masterbation contest,

and it turns into a full blown all-women orgy

in broad daylight on the streets of SF, and

everyone is all Gothed-out in long skirts and

PVC.



It ends with all of us arriving in my dad's city,

and kicking my dad out of his apartment so we

can make obscene phone calls from a cordless

phone in his bathroom and play in the shower.



What a weird, weird dream.

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