dangly bits & diamonds are a girl’s best friends

i shouldn’t be allowed to be this tired. i would have killed a homeless person for another three hours of sleep this morning. it was probably the weird dreams i had…
it’s official, i watch too much reality tv. my dreams last night consisted entirely of my involvement in a scavenger hunt-like challenge. at the whistle, we had to run up and down this five-floor building finding four items, one on each floor, and then return them to the first floor where we then had to collect keys from balloons floating around the grocery checkout setup. i forgot to go to the top floor (but, it’d preemptively gathered keys, so i was still in the race) so when i got there, i found this very posh, quiet, sophisticated diamond dealer. the item i had to get from this floor was a 3200 diamond (don’t ask me), paid for by will. everything would be returned after the competition, so price wasn’t an issue. i left with a pair of earrings and a ring which was a little too small. i later informed will i wasn’t going to return them, so he better pay off his credit card.
that’s all i remember, which is annoying because i’d really like to know if i won.
by the way, there better be a part two. i have a fascination with “dangly bits” and have been known to ask the oddest questions of the phallic species in order to learn more about their hardware. for me, there is no such thing as too much information when it relates to the male genitals. anyone want to offer themselves up for experimentation?