The interaction between Menace and Don
"Mens, you sick?"
"You wishing death on me, Don?"
I chuckled. "Nah, never that. Just ain't never heard you sound so choked up, pussy."
He snorted. "Why you hate my son, Don?"
"Menace, the fuck you chatting about?"
He sighed into the phone, as I sat on the edge of a lounge chair. "Dennis told me he felt some kind of way." had me crying laughing
— Aug 10, 2026 05:21PM
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