I have two fantasies. The first is I become head of a secret organization that trains the cheerleaders to fight crime under the guise of harmless cheerleaders. They learn weapons, martial art and security training and defeat the attempts of the evil organization B.O.B, who wants to cause pain and suffering to everyone, even if it means no personal gain, and their own oily, ugly, tranny versions of "girls" all over the city. I only speak to the girls through an intercom or phone - they never see my face. And I watch them through a one-way mirror. Every caper we solve ends with them laughing and then the scene freezes and cheezy eighties music kicks in with stills from what we did that day as the credits roll.
There's that and then there's the one where I come home and they're all making out in my bed with my wife.
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