Not a sex dream, just an odd one.

Care to elaborate?

Well, we were planning on going on a camping trip, and for some reason Ted and I spent hours packing hot water bottles, not a tent, just a

lot of hot water bottles. Luckily *macmillan*'s family were there to help out and packed us a tent and a kettle, and then my father gave me

a knife and said "Use this, I don't trust that boy".