Putting my foot in his jaw

Mack sneaks up behind the couch, grabs my foot, and makes as though he is going to bite my foot (let it be known I have extremely ticklish feet and can’t even touch them myself without bursting into giggles):

Me: Don’t. bite. my. foot.

Mack: Trust me, I wouldn’t dream of it. I know you’d kick me in the mouth and as blood gushed from my mouth you’d cry out ‘I didn’t mean to! It was an accident! You surprised me!’

Me: No, it would more be like ‘serves you right for biting my foot, ass’

Mack: … I’d spit blood on you.

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