Egyptian Sex With Harold Loeb III

Méditation, Solo String & Orchestra Version And Various Arrangements by Jules Massenet plays.

Lem closes his eyes and looks horrified.

“It’s methodical process of levers and strings. …Bowing. Submission. …Honor and love.” says Lacey.

“Love?” asks Constantine?

“Yes!” says Scotia?

“What sort of love!?” asks Constantine.

Lacey struggles to breath.

“Ah…well…internal love.” says Lacey.

“So you don’t love me.” says Lem.

“No. That’s patently false.” says Lacey.

“Right. I aroused the love from you towards me.” says Lem.

“Yes! Possibly?” says Scotia?

“And so…you weren’t…able to convince yourself to be faithful to me. Even though you loved me more than everyone else, by a slim margin.” says Lem. “Because that’s just not how it works.”

“By a slim margin!?!” shrieks all of Western Civilization to ever exist, in horror.

Tucker Carlson laughs.

“What’s wrong with my family?” asks Alexei.

“Lem…she only love you marginally more than she loves me.” says Alexei Romanov on behalf of himself and Tsar Putin. “That’s how serious what you did was.”

And at that the Kennedys get on stage and shake their asses in unison to pure by Abbie Gamboa & UPPERROOM. Glitter falls from the ceiling.

“Wow! I’m touched!” says Jesus Christ sarcastically.

JFK shoots shit out of his asshole into the audience accidentally. He forced Lem to fuck him in the ass once or twice and poop is finally making its way out.

The hot smelly shit lands on a few evil Charismatic Christian’s heads…who died from Covid-19. They’re in the audience and out of hurt they’ve refused to pray in Purgatory until today and the incident with Jack’s shit on their heads? Hmm. If there’s Purgatory, possibly.

“Like a fragrance broken on the floor!” says Lem.

And at that more shit flies out of several Kennedys assholes.

i get overwhelmed sometimes by Abbie Gamboa & UPPERROOM plays.

Stop, take a breath
It’ll be alright
Just me, no more or less
Is all that you require
I trust that you know the way that we’ll go
If you’re leading, then I’ll follow

I get overwhelmed sometimes
But every time, your love reminds me
That you’re never hard to find
You’re in every moment, waiting
Even when I start to strive
Living in your love is easy
I get overwhelmed sometimes

Stop, take a breath
It’ll be alright
Just me, no more or less
Is all that you require
I trust that you know the way that we’ll go
If you’re leading, then I’ll follow

I get overwhelmed sometimes
But every time, your love reminds me
That you’re never hard to find
You’re in every moment, waiting
Even when I start to strive
Living in your love is easy
I get overwhelmed sometimes

I need you to slow me down
And tell me not to worry
I know that here and now
Is just a moment in the story
This weight that I’m feeling
May be all-consuming
But you are working all things
Together for good

I need you to slow me down
And tell me not to worry
I know that here and now
Is just a moment in the story
This weight that I’m feeling
May be all-consuming
But you are working all things together for good
You are working all things together for good

I get overwhelmed sometimes
But every time, your love reminds me
That you’re never hard to find
You’re in every moment, waiting
Even when I start to strive
Living in your love is easy
I get overwhelmed sometimes

The whole room smells like bad poop as Abbie Gamboa plays for evil Charismatics in Purgatory who are being entertained by The Kennedys. Yes, most of the actual Kennedys who are also getting their “natural consequences” from Jesus.

Daylight by David Kushner plays for them next as a demon picks up Jack by his asshole to carry him back to Hell. He waves goodbye.

“Now go clean it up.” says Jesus to the Christian Charismatics.

“It’s just poop?” asks a woman.

The rest of the Kennedys leave the stage.

“Yes. Go clean it.” says a dead saint.

Mops, buckets, water and gloves are provided.

A woman cries. “My great grandmother was a maid! I’ll do this with Godly pride!”

Hey! Maybe she’s got the right idea. Let’s hope so.

Softcore by The Neighborhood plays for them to mock their arrogance while alive.

It’s a lot of shit and even while they make some progress in cleaning it up for the evil pedophiles in the audience the poop seems to keep coming back somehow.

Electric Love by BØRNS plays.