Miceail's Secret

By now, I'm sure, you've all been introduced to my dookie . . . errr, Dukie-loving friend, Miceail.
He's, well, a special guy.
Not special like me, but special in a "rode-the-short-bus-to-school kind of way." But we all still love him. He's a kick to have around during parties and stuff, cause he's one of those guys who will do stupid ish, like trying to balance drinks on his head or eating stuff from out of the garbage.
And playing pool against him is a sure-fire way to make money if you need to make rent.
But my dookie . . . errr, Dukie-loving friend has a terrible secret. He recently revealed that he's been having the same dream, over and over lately. You can see the photo-representation of it by clicking here ... I've added shorts just to be tasteful, because the good LAWD knows we don't want to see Lil' Red swinging in the breeze ... And note the hand placement - reminiscent of a dance with Kandi ... He says he wakes up yelling "HOLY THORBURN HOTMOUTH", whatever that means.

Soon to come: the saga of how "The Hammer" really got his name...