Demons in the White House

Pope was called in. I can’t go with it any further.
I am in trouble with so many people I can’t afford to anger Jesuits.
Have you ever watched Seinfeld?
I have. Jews can take a joke. Even Germans when not in a tank, but Jesuits – I am not sure. Stalin couldn’t.
I wanted to post a link but google first said that the connection has timed out and later that it is unable to connect.
Yes, I don’t need Jesuits to hate me.
I knew only three Jesuits. All three were priests.
I was going to contact one about demons. I might still do. Imagine.
– How can I help you, Bob?
– I am under demonic attack.
– How do you know?
– (my monologue for 7 hours)
– I see. I can’t help you. Talk to them as if you were not afraid.
– Is it even possible?
– I doubt it.
– I actually did, Father.
– And?
– They left.
– Could you tell me how you did that?
 -Yes Father. I said: you are not going to win but you will lose me and with me dead any possibility of dealing with me again in the future. Stop now.
– Did they stop?
– Yes. Now they are gentle. Waiting for a better moment.
– Did it come yet?
– Kind of. I am in love. I am weakened by love, desire, longing.
-Can you still remain yourself, Bob?
– Yes, but it is not fair. It is a nightmare to be in love.
– I know how it feels, dear Bob. They offered me to become the Pope.
– And?
– I said: if you make me a Messiah , only then I will think about it. They weren’t interested. They went to see some other guy by the name of Frank. Do you have any regrets because of your choice, Bob?
– Yes. They broke my favorite coffee mug in the middle of the  night. From Snowmass.
– I can see you are not telling everything, Bob. Say it, Bob.
– I won’t. Till death us part.
– Who, me and you?
– No. Me and Demons, Father.