I figure that if I'm going to fantasize about men, I might as well make it pretty crazy. I would love to play all sorts of card and dart games with all my favorite comedians. I figure that we all would just laugh our asses off, and that most of them would figure out cheap cheesy ways to hit on me. The drinks will keep magically appearing and the night will spin away quickly. The next morning, everybody will have woken up in separate rooms half clothed (something like in the The Hangover, but without the tiger) and nobody will be able to recall anything. There's nothing I can really do about this idea, but it entertains me.
What do you think fantasies are good for? What would you say is so fun about them?
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