A DIFFICULT NIGHT'S SLEEP WITH DREAMS OF SATAN, OLD SCHOOL PORN STARS AND FAILED PHALLIC PHENOMENA

The night started well enough as I slept into oblivion and was chided by no other than Chrity Canyon and the late Victoria Paris to fix their plumbing which was clogged. I was then interupted by Satan who laughed heartily at my fantasy with the spirit Victoria Paris giving the Dark Lord a lap dance. I noticed a strong smell of flowers and thought it was either Satan's new cologn or Victoria Paris' spirit perfume, but Satan reminded me that smell was the spray I used to cover the wet spot on the mattress two days ago. Satan whispered in one of my ears that the Artemis Moon rocket would fail because it was named after a bitch goddess while the spirit Victoria Paris whispered in my other ear that Satan was not giving her all the attention she deserved. I awoke this morning and sure enough my dick was hard and the Artemis rocket lauch was scrubbed due to engine problems. "You would think after all these years and trillions spent the US would be able to launch a missile." I muttered half asleep as I viewed the online news and I felt Satan's glee and Victoria Paris' ghost hand slide up my inner thigh.

Alas.