I went to blow a raspberry on Mallaid Anne’s shoulder and she pulled out a fucking knife. I’ve come closer to death this morning than I have in many years – my whole life flashed before my eyes.
WHAT did I JUST post about tickling me???
sorry y’all I don’t know the make of this knife. It’s just an old hunting knife I keep in my camping box under my bed. It’s pretty sturdy, but it definitely gets dull fast anyway.
i think about this a lot
I live my life a lot more freely knowing that I can’t die until Mallaidh Anne kills me.
I want to clarify that she didn’t pull the knife on me in response to an attempted raspberry. I had just started leaning towards her when I saw the knife already clenched in her hand… a silent warning. I slowly lay back down again.
Brie 