All's fair in love and war?

Ugh, I really don't know where to begin, but I equally don't know where I should end. All I will say right now is that my friend is making things really uncomfortable my asking me what I thought of people last night. I'm harboring a secret you see, so questions such as those are too be handled with great delicacy, or avoidance if possible! What's right, and what's wrong? I'm not so entirely sure anymore. Perhaps all is fair in love, war and weekend shenanigans...yes shenanigans indeed. These are the types of adventures that I can/will look back on and laugh/smile when I reminisce about my youth.