Martyrdom of St. Victor



   'And it came to pass that Saint Victor was taken from this place
to another place.  Where he was lain upon pillows of silk and made 
to rest himself amongst sheets of muslin and velvet.

   And there stroked was he by maidens of the Orient.

   For sixteen days and nights stroked they him, yea verily and
caressed him. His hair, ruffled they.  And their fingers rubbethed 
they in oil of olives, and runneth them across all parts of his body
for as much as to soothe him.
   
   And the soles of his feet licked they.  And the upper parts of
his thigh did they anoint with the balm of forbidden trees.

   And with the teeth of their mouths, nibbleth they the pointed
bits at the top of his ears.  Yea verily, and did their tongues thereof 
make themselves acquainted with his most secret places.

   For fifteen days and nights did Victor withstand these maidens. But on the 
16th day he cried out, saying:

   'This is fantastic!  Oh, this is terrific!!'
   
   And the Lord did hear the cry of Victor.  And verily came He down
and slew the maidens.  And caused their cottonwool bugs to blow away,
and their Kleenex to be laid waste utterly.
   
   And Victor, in his anguish, cried out that the Lord was a rotten
bastard.
   
   And the Lord sent an angel to comfort Victor for the weekend.
  
   And entered they together the jaccuzzi.'

   Here endeth the lesson.