Ianto Jones
This is getting out of hand.
I had the most disturbing dream to date on election night. We were having a get-together when a somewhat depressed Paul Ryan showed up and decided to live at my place. And he said he'd pay for my dancing lessons and dancing school and I was like, "I don't dance." Then he got this pervy look on his face and went in the back to practice pirouettes and fouettés in sneakers, an orange muscle shirt, shorts, and a backwards cap. For some reason this teenage girl was there and she was a few months pregnant, and they hit it off, talking and shit for hours. Suddenly she was in labor and gave birth to floating sea slugs and anemones. As one of them attached itself to my face, Paul Ryan was laughing with a handful of slugs saying, "I'm a grandpa! You made me a grandpa!"