I Dream of Britney(continued)
DREAM I'm in a precinct after being arrested for dealing cocaine, and who should walk into the interrogation room but Clarke Peters, aka Lester Freamon from The Wire! He is nattily dressed, as he is on the show, and alone. I'm sitting, but not handcuffed. He throws the drugs on the table and tells me that I'll be better off if I just fess up. "No way, it's not mine. You can't prove shit," I tell him. Then we argue for 15 minutes before he goes out to get his partner. I decide that I should make a run for it (I'm not handcuffed, remember), so I get up, take the drugs, and book it. He never catches me.
Tyra Banks has finally decided to let me be on America's Next Top Model. All of us contestants are participating in a challenge that takes place in a labyrinth built out of foam and a sort of Jell-O material. It's a challenge more suited to Double Dare than ANTM, but I still want to win. I'm paired with a model who disappears soon after we start, and I get lost in Tyra's labyrinth. —Female, 26, Tyra lover
(Photo: Getty Images) I am sitting on Charlton Heston's lap while he is giving me grandfatherly advice and telling me that I am a good boy, he loves me, and all my dreams will come true. A few minutes later we begin frolicking around together in a large crate of CornNuts.
(Photo: Getty Images) I am frolicking in a McDonald's ball pit with Pierce Brosnan, shoes off, socks on. He spoon-feeds me some McFlurry while he nibbles on an apple-pie pocket. Patrons watch through the glass as we dive around the ball pen and run through the mazes. He even sandwiches me on the rope ladder, kind of how he did Rene Russo on the staircase in The Thomas Crown Affair. Then, all of a sudden, he flings himself down the tunnel slide, and instead of landing in my outstretched arms, I wake up. —Female, 27, generously identifies Pierce Brosnan as "her type" < BACK TO Features |
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