"Okay," you say, "How about we get one friend each, sound good?"
"Sure, I'm gonna go call Ashley."
"And I guess I'll get John."
Fifteen minutes later, John and Ashley were standing in the garage looking at the magical guillotine.
"So, what are we supposed to looking at," Ashley asked.
"Ummm....didn't you learn anything in History?" John chided, "That's a guillotine. Why there's one in a suburban garage is beyond me though."
"Well, this is a special guillotine. Want to show them, Ian?" Emily says looking at you.
"Me? You sure?"
"Why not," John says, "It's not everyday you get to see your best friend beheaded for kicks."
"Alright." You step up the the deadly blade and place your head in the stocks. Emily walks over, winks at you and pulls the cord. The blade falls and you're waiting for pain to come. Pain does come but only to your ears as Ashley screams in terror as your head falls to the floor.
"Holy shit," John shouts.
"Someone want to give me a hand?" you call out. John walks over and picks you up. You and your sister explain to your friends what happened before they came over. ".....and we were hoping to have some fun."
"Sounds good to me," Ashley says, "But I want to do this randomly." The others take turns walking up to the guillotine.
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