Piss off, Brahms!

I dreamt I was in a new version of the Surreal Life. Gary Glitter was one of the roommates. He was dressed like Mrs Slocombe from Are You Being Served? Roger Daltry was also there. I kept telling him how much I loved his film Lisztomania. How funny because I hated that movie. I remember I rented it back in college and I struggled to watch half of it. At the point Roger/Liszt grows a 25 foot penis, I just turned it off. No, wait. I turned it off when the guillotine came out and I knew what was going to happen to the 25 foot penis. I wish I had stayed with it.

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