So my dad has this new idea: Take this wonderful wasabi thing
Turn it into beautiful, small rectangles, wrap it in laminated paper and put it in a trident box, so that it’ll look like this:
Give it to someone when they ask you for gum and watch as their mouth burns. Enjoy.
"I felt free and therefore I was free."
"Oh dear, what happened to your blinds?"
You see Spongebob,
It’s a metaphor. You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but never give it the power to kill you.