I had the most horrible dream last night where I almost had sex with Kristen Bell.

It’s hard to believe that a dream like that could possibly be bad. She hit on me at a party which lead to us dating for a few days. I couldn’t believe that she was interested in me, but we were getting along like long lost best friends.  We were about to have sex, when I found out that she and her rich, stuck-up had some kind of tradition where once a year they date and sleep with a “1” (as in 1/10 attractiveness), then brag about how bad it was. The dream lasted a little bit longer, but I woke up really feeling very hurt and betrayed, as if it really happened.