I had a dream the other night that the Devil came into my room and woke me up from a good sleep. I looked in his eyes and he looked deep into mine and then he wiggled his fingers, stuck out his tongue and said, “boogie, boogie, boogie.” I just looked at him, rolled my eyes, and covered my head with my blanket and tried to go back to sleep. The Devil pulled the blanket off me and stuck out his tongue and wiggled his fingers and yelled, “BOOGIE! BOOGIE! BOOGIE!”

“Dude,” I said pulling the blanket back from him. “I’m trying to sleep here.”

The Devil looked perplexed. He sat on the edge of my bed and asked, “aren’t you scared?”

“No,” I said impatiently, “now let me go back to sleep.”

The Devil scratched the spot on his head between his horns and asked, “really?”

“Really” I was tired and wanted to get some sleep before having to get up in the morning so I asked him, “If I say I’m scared, will you leave me alone and let me sleep?”

The Devil stood up from the bed and thought about it for a second. ”No,” he answered. “I won’t leave you alone because you’d just be lying to me. Most people would be terrified of me if I showed up in their room in the middle of the night, why aren’t you afraid of me?”

I sat up in my bed and moved my face closer to his, “Dude, I work with your sister and she’s much more terrifying then you are.”

The Devil shrugged his shoulders and let me go back to sleep.