ritual theory


“Hmm, I’m going to stab you with an almond,” I told him.  We were in the car, and he was driving us to a small park nearby. “You can’t stab me with an almond!” he said. “Sure I can!  It’s pointy.  Look.” “No, you can’t.” “Here, I do it!”  Stab, stab gently on his forearm.

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