I was working at the Playboy mansion. Because I was working, I wasn’t distracted by the beautiful women. I carve ice sculptures.
I made an ice sculpture of of a lion sitting with a poodle. I imagined that the lion didn’t eat the poodle because they were friends when they were a cub and puppy. Though I thought that sometimes the Lion got hungry and thought of eating the poodle, but he realized that after eating and feeling satiated, he would then feel regret.
One of the centerfold models came by and watched me work. I looked up and asked her what she thought. She said she felt they were two sides of her personality. She said that sometimes she’s like a poodle, all concerned about her haircut and figure. Then at other times she’s like a lion, laying out all day, soaking up the sun, imagining what she’s going to eat for dinner.
I said, “Yep, that’s it!”
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