PRESIDENT WRESTLING SEX DREAM

PRESIDENT WRESTLING SEX DREAM

I am the President of a country, or a wrestling organization, I'm not sure which one. I go paranoid when I become filthy, stinkin' rich. All around me there are orgies going on in my headquarters. Outside of the apartment or headquarters or hotel, or whatever building it was, GODZILLA is destroying the city, my city. I grab my girlfriend and hide her in the closet. I also grab a skid with a pile of money on it and stick it in the closet next to the girl. I put the girl and the money behind the clothes, so if someone opens the closet and doesn't look behind the clothes, my money and the girl won't be found. A man, dressed in a disguise, wants to hide in the closet too. I am suspicious of him. I'm sure he only wants my money and my girl. He is wearing a mask of GORBECHEV. I hit him on the head repeatedly with a rubber hammer. Then, someone with a MOTHER TERESSA mask tries to get into the closet. So I hit her in the head repeatedly with a rubber hammer. The hammer makes a funny BONK sound when I hit them. The bonk sound proves they are wearing masks. Everyone in the city is fleeing from the giant monsters fighting each other. Now I am the only one left in the city, with my skid of money and 2 girls. Everyone else has evacuated. The monsters are destroying the city and buildings. I am secretly being recorded having sex with the 2 girls in my office, while the monsters smash my city to pieces. A former cabinet minister is the one secretly recording me. He wants to prove that I have gone insane, so he can oust me and take over as president. I ask one of the girls if this is one of those countries where a chocolate bar costs a hundred thousand dollars. Meanwhile, at the border of my country, thousands of wrestlers, are waiting on motorcycles to come back into my country once the monsters are gone. They are just sitting on their motorcycles, talking and drinking, until it is safe to return.