It's over... I think

 

I think I broke up with George Clooney.

 

I was reading some stuff online and...  wait.  I need to back up.  A friend of mine told me a story about this awful woman and how she hooked up w/George which made it more awful because she was so awful and well... George seemingly doesn't discriminate a whole lot.

 

Ok, so back to my reading.  Being non-discriminate is usually a wonderful thing. But in this case, when you read that GC (allegedly) boinked Roseanne Barr (way back when) in addition to Ms. Awful, you realize that sometimes some people shouldn't have taken the seat on that bus to begin with.  Not at the beginning of the ride, not now, not later.

 

Following all this trash that now clouded my brain (which is an excellent way to escape the reality of Evil Step Brother) I went to sleep.

 

That night a George dream came again.  But this time it was horrible.  He had like 3 or 4 strippers there and although I don't even remember what was going on, I was clearly not as happy as I had been in previous George dreams.  At one point he said something completely inappropriate in front of my daughter, and the whole thing culminated with me screaming at him at the doorway (I was leaving).  I called him a sweaty, greasy-faced drunk that was nothing but a bore who just sat around drinking for fun and I left.

 

He hasn't visited me since.  Regardless, I'm staying away from any of the smut articles that claim he's gay.  I just don't really want to have that dream...

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