This is not a post-apocalyptic dream. It was just incredibly strange.
My suit-wearing husband walked in the door of our home and was greeted with the scent of a roast almost done cooking. I was vacuuming in a dress and heels. It was very 1950s. The strangeness comes in when I saw who I was married too. I was married to Keegan Rice. This is weird because Keegan is selectively gay. He is gay, but sometimes likes girls.
I didn't know what to think when I woke up.
Marrying a gay guy, thats a fun life decision. I wonder what this means for your future. DUNDUN DUHHHHH.
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