OK, here goes: my most recent torturing involved this year's halloween mask. I brought it home and she kept asking what it was. So, I get the brilliant idea to stand next to her room in the dimly lit hallway. I didn't move a muscle, just stood there with my head cocked to the side. When she walked by and saw it she just froze with this pityful look of horror on her face. Needless to say, she had to change her pullup.
EDIT: I was gonna post a pic of the mask, but I cannot attach anything to this thread for some reason.
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