It's me, "Ramses," "Erekticles," "Phallus Augustus," filing another report from the European Tour #my wife and I are enjoying. She's enjoyed more sex in the past week than she had in the #previous year, thanks to the Generic Cialis I #brought along on for the ride. Considering what it's done for me, they should make you buy #those little blue pills their own seat on the airplane. After giving it to my wife like a wild beast in #several European capitals, we darted down to Northern Africa, for an exotic stay in Egypt, #where she smoked my long, red-hot hookah night after night-with Generic Viagra, there was no #limit to our sexual high jinks. She'd already begun comparing me to Ramses-or, more accurately, #the colossal statues of the great Pharaoh-because of my similarly monumental manhood, large #and mighty enough to crush nations. When she saw the actual mummy of Ramses, though, she #compared his shriveled, dried-up corpse to the state of my twig and berries back when it was #ravaged by erectile dysfunction. But I explained that Ramses had been embalmed only to be #resurrected, to enjoy Eternal Life-just as my own pleasure piston had been stirred back to #vigorous life, after teetering on the brink of the grave. To prove it, I took her back to the hotel #and gave her a good plugging. And all it took to make this happen was a single pill of Generic #Viagra, taken just a while earlier at dinner.##After my long and prosperous reign in the bedroom the night before, thanks to Generic Viagra, my wife and I headed to the #Great Pyramid complex at Giza, to learn more about the Pharaoh's future life in eternity. I #explained that Ramses would have everything there that he had here on earth, only in greater #abundance. Since he'd had a dozen or so wives here, there was no telling what sort of harem #he'd have on those distant shores. "He'll have a hundred sex goddesses fighting over his #Johnson!" I imagined. "Maybe he'll have a hundred Johnsons? Everything in abundance..." #quipped my wife. "Good point, honey." "Since you've been using that Generic Viagra, I #sometimes feel as if I'm being ravished by some hundred-Johnsoned incubus. Look, it's the #Sphinx!" And sure enough-there, just ahead, over a sand dune, we saw the timeless silhouette #of the Sphinx rising tall and proud-just like my scepter after a does of Generic Viagra. "Its nose is #missing!" I said. My wife, the Art History major, explained: "You ignorant gigolo! Napoleon's #troops shot it off while taking target practice." "Well, better that than his tail... look at that long #thing, wrapping around him!" "Um, that's not his tail..." said my wife, a bit frightened, putting #her arm around my waist. "And that's not my car keys!" I joked, as she ran up against something #hard and prickly beneath my jeans. "Remember, we're on vacation! And I'm using Generic #Viagra!"##Yep, I had a raging Valley of the Kings-sized hard-on. And it wasn't going away anytime #soon-not until the Anwar Dam burst, and my boiling, pent-up torrent flowed down her sacred, #fertile river valley. I'll admit it-with my newfound Generic Viagra virility, I was starting to get #really kinky. I was verging on exhibitionism-looking more and more to do it in public, to let the #peoples of the world know that my wife and I were having the same earth-shaking sex we'd #enjoyed in college, all because I ordered some Generic Viagra. I knew I had to have her, right #then and there. But in the middle of a desert? Not even a bush to crouch behind? Hell, the only #bush for miles around was between her legs. It was a Generic Viagra cliff-hanger, alright. I'll tell #you what happened another time.