Author: uberbudgie





I dreamed that a flamboyent friend and I had crashed out together,

and had for some reason bought a blow-up doll the day before.



It wasn't just any blow up doll, it was some new sort that looked

more like a manequin than a blow-up doll, with this fantastic wig

of pretty brown hair. I swear, the wig alone must have been worth

at least $120--. It was that nice of a wig, and very long too.



We took it out of the box and began to inflate it -- this took forever.



Then we dressed the doll in capri flare-bottom jeans and a trendy

summer top, put it into my friend's car, and drove to San Francisco.



We carried the doll with us when we arrived, went to a very trendy

cafe--type resturant, and had lunch with the doll.



Nobody said anything about the doll, well, it was San Francisco...

But the doll was very attractive and kept us quite amused during

our meal. (?)

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