Mmm...Minty!
1-20-1997
I'm walking with this girl Angela from down my hall, my roommate, and his girlfriend. Angela grabs my face and jokingly goes, "Does your mouth taste as good as it looks?" And I go, "Yeah." So we lock tongues for a bit. My roommate's like, "Jeez Eric, wtf." Then afterwards, I go, "Mmm...minty!" For earlier in the dream she had some mints and I was chewing on cinnamon gum.
Then, later, I was in a live-action Quake match, but somewhere along the line it turned into a sort of contact golf game.
posted by Phlegm at 11/23/2003