Dear Diary,
I tried to talk him out of it, I truly did. I'm not just writing these words in a diary to justify the advance. I still have some affection for Joe, even though the Joe I once knew is pretty much gone, and the only one home is Joe's demon Cornpop.
I guess you never forget the first person who rapes you, which Joe wasn't technically, he was 3'd. Still, no one remembers the courteous man you used to be after the brain doctors at Walter Reed determine you have chicken equivalent brain capacity after a battery of tick tac toe games in which Joey POTUS lost to a Rhode Island Red.
"Joey, watch out for the clot shot," I whispered, but all he said was "trust the plan." Poor Joey POTUS.
Joey POTUS long time handler, Dr Green, took Joey POTUS away to the studio to vaccinated on camera.
Sure hope 'something happens' to end this agonizing charade 'cause I have my eye on the next Mr. Doctor Jill - no more about that Diary, that information is strictly for subscribers to my new website Doctor Jill's Outtasight Insights dot com!