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Key Lime
I had this crazy dream that I was in this exclusive jazz club with an intimate crowd of 20 or so. It looked a lot like someone's livingroom from the 70s with dark wood chairs, wood paneling on the wall, red velvet drapes. a standup piano and some tacky orange light bulbs on a wrought iron chandalier. It was crowded because of its size. I was with a small group and Andie MacDowell [sic] was in our party - but she had acne. These s&m ladies were walking around with towering trays that had small plates with desserts on them. There were two kinds: (1) a light, almost transparent green 'light lime' jello that was sliced to look like orange slices and (2) cut in the same fasion, fudge. Each tray had maybe 30 desserts on different tiers, but only one or two plates with the fudge. I kind of wanted the fudge but the waitress gave me the lime. I found out later that there were some 'scat fetish' people in the house and that put my mind a little more at ease, or did it?
Posted by Aaron R. Deutsch on June 13, 2002 12:27 AM
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