Please Note: this is 100% fiction!
Feeling the grip of my new knife, I lay my first blow on the cabbage. It split cleanly in half. Perfect. Next, how about…orange. Hiyah!
Hmm…I wonder, will it work?
Later that night…
“I see you’re still here.” I yanked the gag to his neck.
He spat, “Bitch!”
I grabbed his chin, “Aww, poor baby,” and with all my strength, I took a swing at his beautiful face. I should’ve known he’s too good to be true, especially for someone like me. I pulled the knife from the inner pocket of my jacket. “Will this teach you not to cheat?”
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Whoops! Bad person to cross. Well done.
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Thank you.
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Doesn’t seem as if he’ll have another opportunity to cheat!
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Perhaps the threat will work?
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Perhaps.
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Not a pleasant thought, but the first thing (person actually) who popped into my head was Lorena Bobbitt and what she did to her husband with a knife back in 1993.
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Ouch!!
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I thought you were going to feed him the cabbage, but it seems he won’t be needing any food for a while.
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😆😆😆
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Yikes!
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This isn’t going to end well.
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No, it won’t.
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