I had a weird dream the other night where Sam Hyde came to my house and was doing some sort of gay ass MrBeast surprise bullshit where he just out of the blue brought Abdullah the Butcher for me to wrestle in front of 50,000 people, because he read somewhere that I liked Abdullah the Butcher. I was ushered past through the crowd and sat down on a chair where some lady was "prepping" me for the match by putting kneepads on me and ring gear...anyone who knows Abdullah knows two things: 1. he is absolutely going to cut the shit out of you, and 2. he has some gross form of super-hepatitis. I said, "don't you have hepatitis?" he said "No, that got cured" and I told everyone to google it because I was refusing to wrestle. While I was talking about it with him and he was trying to lie his ass off, the lady who was "prepping" me quickly injected something into my calf, and so I said "if you don't have hepatitis then why did this lady just inject something into my calf?" The lady screamed "I didn't inject anything into your calf" and some girl from the audience said "yes you did we all saw you" and people started to boo. My calf swelled up really big and I walked away backstage and everyone was standing around saying things like like "is this gonna be a lawsuit?" I said, "I'm not gonna sue you guys, just leave me alone". Then Abdullah came backstage and said "I never had hepatitis" and I said, "Yes you do."
Then I woke up.
