The B.N.W.O. Trap
"She said she clicked on it and there was another folder inside marked 'Black New World Order'.... but then before she could look any further you came back into the room and she went back to Amazon or whatever."
Your face looks ashen. How could you be so fucking stupid.
"But you don't know what that means apparently..."
You look at the floor, your breathing laboured... embarrassed to be talking about this (of all things) with one of your wife's friends... ESPECIALLY this one.
"I suppose you're going to tell me you don't know who Jason Luv is either... or Shane Diesel... or Dredd?"
Marissa let out a small chuckle as she finished her little list, while you pathetically try your best to look innocent...
"Well?"
"Yes... okay, I know who they are," you finally concede.
"Good. Now we're getting somewhere. Anyway, I tried to brush it off, like it was just some fantasy thing... no big deal. Then she said... 'Is Tony a Satanist?' "