( Once upon a time, Dean Winchester punched God in the face. Yes, that God. Capital G. No, it is not a metaphor for man's struggle with organized religion and the subsequent rebellion against puritanical norms. He just flat out punched that dude in the mouth and then smashed his acoustic guitar.
He can honestly say that was less weird than what's happening right now.
To put this back out there for the class:
He is in a BDSM sex city trapped in submissive housing and Airy the Crystal Fairy is handing him boxed wine. Does he drink wine?
He does now. )
You know what, yep, yes I can.
( Decisively, divesting Airy of her burden and tucking the whole box under his arm. Sorry, was this wine for sharing? Not anymore. Suck it, everybody else.
As payment for her service, he nods his head toward the toaster. )
You just stick the bread in and push the thingy down. Give it, like, two minutes. Presto. Magic toast.
( Things he will not mention: the last time he met a fairy it was about three inches tall and he blew it up in a microwave. With this token of booze, she is exempt from all small appliances for the foreseeable future. )
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He can honestly say that was less weird than what's happening right now.
To put this back out there for the class:
He is in a BDSM sex city trapped in submissive housing and Airy the Crystal Fairy is handing him boxed wine. Does he drink wine?
He does now. )
You know what, yep, yes I can.
( Decisively, divesting Airy of her burden and tucking the whole box under his arm. Sorry, was this wine for sharing? Not anymore. Suck it, everybody else.
As payment for her service, he nods his head toward the toaster. )
You just stick the bread in and push the thingy down. Give it, like, two minutes. Presto. Magic toast.
( Things he will not mention: the last time he met a fairy it was about three inches tall and he blew it up in a microwave. With this token of booze, she is exempt from all small appliances for the foreseeable future. )