Why is it that the best dreams you remember are always the shortest. So I am sat at a bar waiting for my friends to show up and who walks up to me but Christina Millian. She is having trouble with her cell phone and nobody in the whole bar but me can help her. So I spend the next half an hour charming the most beautiful girl in the world whilst showing her how to text message on her new phone. All my friends come in and see me with her just before she gives me her number and leaves. Now that’s what dreams are made of!

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