Literary Foreshadowing, or the Art of Wrong Hands by John Atkinson

 

Legend of the Sword

 

Sword after quenching: I'm so wet.

Blacksmith: *sheds one silent tear*

 

Blacksmith: *runs finger along edge to test sharpness*

Sword: oh yiissss

Blacksmith: God damn it…. *sighs in resignation*

 

*Blacksmith takes out whetstone*

Sword - "There's no safe word, daddy."

 

Swordman: *draws the sword*

Sword: Draw me like one of your French girls.