trying to whack off. It's just, it's my number one priority - shining pipe (my own) - can't think about foodshelterwater until I've stroked one off. But, in my dream, everyone is interfering. For starters, I need ADULT MAGAZINES (in my dream) to achieve orgasm. Like power pellets or triforce or options with double laser I need the magazines in order to defeat gannon with my spewing cock-head in order to rescue the princess from another castle while my ace fighter pilots shoot skywards from the exploding planet-beast.

I need these magazines. I have no shame. I find them on the streets and settle down against buildings to have at it. People are there. People from my past recent and distant. Someone wrestles them away - I MUST HAVE THEM - sweet, St. Christopher give me sucrease, carry my burden across troubled waters.

At one point, some girl who shall remain nameless presents herself to me sexually only her vagina opens toward me the way the egg-pods in aliens unfurl. I push her aside.

Then, I notice an old woman, actually it's arnold's disguise from total recall, she keeps dangling ADULT MAGAZINES before my eyes. But, I can't run fast enough to keep up. She has no teeth.

Finally, she throws them down at her feet. I can begin. But she sits and stares as I begin, once more, to suppress the uprising.

Then, some girl I like walks past, she sits and stares in horror.

And I wake up. I've had this dream and variants 3 times now in a month. I can't look at enough shit-covered asian ladies on scat.com to make it go away.