On the tail end of a moderately lengthy and inconsequential dream involving hanging out with old friends, I was suddenly and inexplicably face to face with the pixie-ish friend of Mohinder from TV’s . . . let’s go with “totally awesome” Heroes. She pulled her top off, revealing a large scar on her back, and started kissing me. We kissed deeply, our tongues entwined – and then she pulled back and gave me a devilish grin and I realized that her tongue was still writhing in my mouth.
I woke up still trying to spit it out.