So, my sexual history is a lot like the Ark of the Covenant - epic and private. But even as a fabulously liberated woman, I still don't know if I'd be able to shag a guy with a Trogdor the Burninator tramp stamp. I really don't think I could.
Oh, and what is in the water here that makes dreams weird? I'd never ever work for the FBI. Too stressful. Too gory. Too sad. Not good.