Last night I got a call from my friend Hannibal. He said he wanted to see me, and he had an open appointment. I went to see him, but it didn't go well. We kinda had an argument about how I thought he was obviously gay. He didn't think so and he lashed out at me. He got in a few good shots, and a few good bites, but I still feel I won the fight. I am ........ I mean he is lucky the guards pulled me off in time. We patched things up later when I gave him some naked Donald Trump playing cards.
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