My brain on the other hand saw a guy who looked like a camp pornstar or stripper from the Netherlands- Noway/Sweden/German (sorry, no offence intended, ive just seen to much tv... Borat..ehem...)
Then the image in my head kind of turned into him doing a photo shoot, and sauntering off half way through having a diva tantrum because he has to re-powder his nose...
"darling,wheres my tall skiny fat free cinemon double shot americano with hint of caramel? and wheres my Snokkiwookiwokkums *the small fluffy dog you carry around in a pink bag"
Then he said he admires my crazy imagination but also wonders what goes on in my head and that he was flattered he was on my mind, i replied:
"the inside of my head is like a fucking dungeon and you're like the creepy gay dude who dusts in a pink frilly apron... (naked)..eheem like the picture of Corey Talor at a BBQ but nothing like as manley"