My knight in shining armor comes in liquid form.

I love all mythical creatures. Vampires, werewolves, unicorns, kids who listen.

An adventure and a dragon would cure me.

Once I find a dragon, y’all are toast.

My biggest sexual fantasy is someone throwing a million dollars on my naked body and then leaving me alone.

Born to be a Jedi spinning a lightsaber, forced to work full-time and pay rent.

If I was a mythical creature, I’d be a Sighclops.

“AI is coming for your jobs!” I’d like to see AI send 5 emails a day and check their fantasy football line-ups on and off for 8 hours.

The house from Hansel and Gretel but made out of tacos.

People complain about jury duty as if listening to true crime all day and being sequestered at night isn’t secretly every mother’s fantasy.

On my way to Mordor. You nerds need anything?

Lie about the gap in your resume. Tell them you had to help some Hobbits take a ring to Mordor or something.

I asked my boyfriend if he believed in trolls and elves and he said, “slightly.”

Video games are great. They let you try out your craziest fantasies. For example, on The Sims, you can have a job and a house.

According to “The Hobbit”, Gollum was once a handsome young man who was robbed of his youth, zest for life and energy by putting on a ring. Men, think about it!

I haven’t given up on my fairy-tale ending. I still plan to be eaten by a wolf.

Frodo is a beautiful name for a boy. Has a ring to it.

Can we talk about what little red riding hoods actual grandma must have looked like?

The Sims fulfills the millennial fantasy of being able to afford a house in a walkable neighborhood on the salary of a professional carrot peeler.

In an alternate universe, sex dreams of me.