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While this is not the first dream I've had about TVC, it's certainly the weirdest!
We were sitting in a dimly lit room, kittens frolicking by a night lite, sipping mugs of premium orange juice and watching several Cronenberg films - basking in the warm glow of his high definition Blu-Ray player. We burnt the midnight oil discussing the intricacies of Cronenberg's filmography, while playing Peggle and drinking Game Fuel to keep us awake. TVC had an urge for a midnight snack and ordered Taco Bell... delivery. He had some kind of crunchy gordita contraption and I had a beef and potato burrito. Then he asked if I wanted a back massage, and I was pretty tired, so I said yes. About a few minutes in, I realized this was totally weird and told him I was going to go home. At the door, he gave me what I can only guess was a gentlemen's kiss - the kind foriegn people give each other. Then I woke up.
It was weird.
