The moment of truth is here! Thirteen blackmail bitches WILL be exposed today.

See this bowl I'm holding right, filled with slips of paper? Each slip has one of your names along with a compromising little secret written on it. There are so many names, so many juicy blackmail tidbits just waiting to be exposed... My hand reaches into the bowl, pulls out a slip folded in half, and I smirkingly open it as you quiver in fear. Who is our first lucky (or unlucky) winner? Am I about to read YOUR name? Thirteen of you will be picked and exposed. Thirteen? Well, that migh...

The moment of truth is here! Thirteen blackmail bitches WILL be exposed today.

See this bowl I'm holding right, filled with slips of paper? Each slip has one of your names along with a compromising little secret written on it. There are so many names, so many juicy blackmail tidbits just waiting to be exposed... My hand reaches into the bowl, pulls out a slip folded in half, and I smirkingly open it as you quiver in fear. Who is our first lucky (or unlucky) winner? Am I about to read YOUR name? Thirteen of you will be picked and exposed. Thirteen? Well, that might be a lie. If I find myself enjoying this game too much to stop at 13, and decide to throw in a couple of bonus rounds, then there's nothing you can do but shake in fear and hope that luck is on your side.