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Originally posted by Connect_the_Dots
Maybe he really had a ketchup fetish, but knew how you felt about it, so he told you he likes to do it to dead bloody corpses so that you wouldn't think he was a freak or anything.
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Actually, I was having more difficulty figuring out what sort of blood fetish would be satisfied by ketchup than I was with the idea of the blood fetish itself. The blood thing I sort of get - seeing ketchup as a substitute struck me as the weird part.
I've never been asked to do anything I've found a deal killer. Unless you count bad kissing. Bad kissing is a deal killer, and I've been asked to do that repeatedly. But I've never been asked to do anything particularly odd.
