I come home after running an errand to find my house smelling of toast and when I enter my room, I find you in there.
With a butterknife. Am I supposed to be afraid of that? And whoa whoa, wait... A fanny pack?!
What sort of knock off burglar are you supposed to be? I cannot take you seriously!
You want the combination to safe? Too bad! I’d rather be gagged than give you the combination!

You challenge my retort and throw a cloth and packing tape at me and tell me to gag myself.
I stuff my cheeks with the white fabric and lay three strips of tape across my face bitch... Show more