If I could cast a spell on he who shall not be named....what type of spell would I cast? In this scenario, btw, I am all powerful and can cast any damn spell I please. No genie nod, no wiggling my nose like bewitched, just the power of my thoughty thoughts in all their glory.
It could be anything! I could cast something cruel like a bad itchy rash on his butt or pustules of cheese coming out of his face....or something comical. Something comical like a penis growing out of his forehead or women sized breasts appearing on his chest.
Instead I began to think. What would torment he who shall not be named?
What would cause he who shall not be named such terror, such immobilizing fear that he simply could not function?
And then it dawned on me.
The perfect spell for he who shall not be named would actually be more of a curse.
A HYGIENE SPELL!
I would curse he who shall not be named with toenail clippers and a bar of soap! I will require him to brush and floss and swish and spit.
It would be terrible for him.
The ultimate curse for my ex. Showering.
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