My friend Jo recently won the lottery and I invited him over for some and conversation. Little does he know that what I really want is access to that Swiss bank account in which all his money is stored. I slip a little potion into his and watch him shrink down down down.

Once he is tiny, I pick him up and place him on My kitchen counter- there is no escape for him there. I torment him with My hands, squeezing him, pressing on him....all to try to get that account number from him. He still resists! I threaten him with My feet, pinning him against the counter with My giant foot,... Show more