The Things I Want To Do
April 18th, 2007V: You know what I wish I could do to him? I wish I could take a knife and jam it right in his fucking eye, twist, and pop his eye out. Then, I’d stick it in his mouth and start working the top of his head and his jawbone until he was chewing it up.
Husband: You’d make him eat his own eye?
V: No! I’d just make him chew it up. After that, I’d smack him on the back of the head really hard until he spit it out on the floor.
Husband: *laughs*
V: Don’t laugh! It’s not funny! I never get to do the things I want to do.
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