This lovely fellow has made several appearances in my dreams lately (which is unusual, not only because I'm having dreams, but not only are they not nightmares, but they almost kind of make sense!).

First dream, I was in some kind of fantasy world, in a city controlled by a dictator of some sort. I was being myself the gunslinger, and generally causing problems, so he did some kind of arrangement that if I could survive an insanely dangerous race (think a 200 yard dash on a vehicle of choice, going the wrong way against traffic that's trying to run you down) I'd be cleared of everything I had done and allowed to leave. His troops were trying to stop me from making it, but I did. I had earlier saved a member of a slave race (not sure if they were genetically engineered or another species entirely or whatever), but they were basically humans but were used as riding animals as well (just sit on the shoulders). I had access to a super fast horse for the race, but it wasn't maneuverable and I couldn't tell it what it was getting itself into, so I wound up riding one of these fellows. He was far girlier than all the others, and had his hair done differently than depicted here, and was honored to even have someone ask him to do anything, let alone someone that had saved him. We successfully made it through the course, but there were troops waiting at the end to try and kill me (which I had anticipated anyway). I murdered the crap out of them, but at some point the guy was injured. He told me to just leave him and escape, but I patched up his wound and carried him to safety. He was going on and on about how he wasn't worth saving, and that nobody ever liked him because he was gay. I shut him up by kissing him on the lips in mid sentence.

Next dream was after I'd seen some pictures and a description of a guy who'd dressed up in women's clothing for research for a paper, and his tales of how angrily people reacted to it. This of course caused me to think what I'd do faced with seeing people doing that, the obvious answer being that I would step in to defend them. In my dream, a group of three guys were bullying this here cute little girlyboy, and I stepped in and faced them down. I believe one of them tried to attack me and was thoroughly trounced. Anyway, after that, we started talking, and eventually I invited him over to my apartment for dinner. He showed up, but instead of his usual clothing, he was all dolled up in what was effectively a male version of Jessica Rabbit's outfit.