So I can't sleep. I'm lying in bed and I start singing I dreamed a dream and got into a discussion with myself: Could I get a hardon for Susan Boyle?
If I was a chick back in the day, I could see blowing Billy Idol while he belted out more more more. I simply cannot see Susan Boyle perched on my face, singing or otherwise.
Does this make me a bad person? Or do I really just need a little sleep...