Is it ironic that I just used knots I learned in Boy Scouts to tie myself to my bed for another guy to fuck me?
nsfw = NEVER SAFE FROM WALUIGI
a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
what the fuck