Presidential Debate

Yesterday after watching the final presidential debate, I was pretty tired and hearing trump for more than an hour gave me a massive headache. After Bigshot decided to get his ass off his computer, and by decided to, I mean I made him, we went to bed as usual. We spoke for 2 minutes and within the next 20 seconds I heard him snoring right inside my ears. It’s like he cannot enjoy his sleep without snoring into my ears. And then something amazing happened. I drifted into one of the best dreams I had in years.

“Mrs. President, your husband is waiting for you in the lobby.” Told my assistant.(Yes, I’ve assistants in dreams,HA!)

“‘Don’t make him sit outside and ask him to come to my room.”

“He insisted on staying in the lobby madam.”

“No he has to come inside right now.”

“But madam you have an important meeting with the tax authorities.” (Dont judge me people!)

“Meetings can wait, I want to sleep and if he does not come I’m going to drag him by his legs and take him to bed.”

The assistant magically turns into Bigshot.

“Geeth..”

“Call me Mrs. President”

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“Ssshhh..this is the president’s cabin and we shouldn’t talk such things in here. Come, let’s go to sleep now.”

“Can I snore into your ears, your highness.”

“No you absolutely cannot.”

“you’re a nasty woman.”

Thinks for a while and then realizes it was actually not Bigshot but Trump.

“Fuck you, Orange face”

And I slapped him and slapped him and slapped him.

It was a good sleep. Have a good day/night everybody! 🙂