I love a good lock picking.
Don't we all. Don't we all...
And now we get to the gore! YAY!
My TiFaux (it's having ministrokes, I fear for its future) crashed right there. Which is fine because I was going to skip the torture anyway. Well, hide behind my laptop. The usual.
The closeup on the whittling was okay. But in the longshot the slivers were flying. A whittler would have been able to put them into the trashcan without any effort at all.
I can haz pretty red and green pillar candles? Madge and hubby won't be needing them...
Man, they SO totally re-read American Gods before this.
ARGH! FINGERNAIL!
Those are shiny candles.
Where are we at in the torture?
"You fudging touch me again and I'll fudging kill you."
eta: not in answer to Cass
AWESIM,. I am typing blind for this.
Shoulda had a fake tree, people!