Found my old braided bullwhip that my mother bought me YEARS ago. I actually tried learning how to use it properly back then, too.
Must've forgotten every bit of it, because after showing it off to my husband, I made an Indiana Jones joke, cracked the whip, and it popped me right on the back of my shoulder.
I'm just grateful it didn't break skin, but ohmygodwhatawelt.
Must've forgotten every bit of it, because after showing it off to my husband, I made an Indiana Jones joke, cracked the whip, and it popped me right on the back of my shoulder.
I'm just grateful it didn't break skin, but ohmygodwhatawelt.
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