FISH“I see you’ve finally come out for air. Lord, I don’t know how much more of these foul goings-on in this house I can take.”
“What you talking ‘bout, nigga?”
“I’m talking about you and that fish basket you have in your room.”
“What about her?”
“All I’ve heard all day is her hideous screaming and you banging that headboard as if you were trying to break through the wall. And evidently you’re not finished. Here you are standing in the kitchen with that thing of yours all wet with her juices.”
“Some good juice too. I was knocking her back out.”
“I was so embarrassed. My Bible Study group in here trying to study the word of the Lord while listening to all of that ungodly screaming.”
“You punks should have come joined us.”
“Hah! That’s quite funny. My senses were was assaulted enough
