I like pirin tablets, naps, and dry humping my boyfriend. And naps.
I once dreamed of a life on stage, but my natural heat is too primitive to compete with poquita estrogen rockettes. So now I just enjoy dreaming of humping my boyfriend. Except for the other day, when I dreamt I was humping Gene Hackman, but he was really Gene Hackman dressed like my Guatemalan grandmother. When I awoke, it took me a full hour to lick the filth from my body. As soon as I finished, I demanded the humans release me from my crate, found my boyfriend sleeping on the couch, and promptly humped him.