I was sitting at an organ getting ready to play for a packed house when I realized that a guy I used to work with was there (who I had a crush on, who was straight and who now is an asshole). As I was starting to play, I realized he had dissected the organ. Everybody began to look up at me wondering why I’m not playing. I yelled at him to put it back together, but he only continued his maniacal activity.

I noticed someone standing next to me, who turned and with a wink and glimmer in his eye, made his way past me. It was Ben Cohen! He approached the back room… err… I mean the bell tower room where the music was stored… and he looked back at me over his shoulder. I followed him and when I caught up he took off his shirt revealing his hunky torso. He took my hands and placed them on his amply hairy chest and we moved closer and closer. I could feel his warm moist breath against me as the bell rung and woke me up. With all the attention Ben Cohen has been getting, it was inevitable that he would push his way into my dreams.