What I learned today was that it’s okay to have blind faith in someone special. Wyatt put my entire foot into his mouth and I didn’t wince one iota. I knew he wouldn’t bite it off and I knew he wouldn’t tickle it with his tongue. I just ran with it because he’s my brother and my favorite person and even though I had no idea why he wanted my foot in his mouth, I trusted that there was a good reason for it. A good, kinky, demented, potentially felonious reason.
Please tell me there was a good reason, Wyatt.