SHYLOCK: 
The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is deerely bought, ’tis mine, and I will haue it.

 

For me…

The very saddest thing in the world is being Forced to watch lovers/family/friends continually and publicly and viciously tear off their pound of flesh.

We have all been here.

When “partners” continue a Private slaughter in front of an audience.

To me (and I may be alone here) this kind of thing is Disgusting/Skin Crawling/Impolite and Sickening.

Why do some people do it? Does it give them some kind of HIGH?

I’m either stupid or ….. m’eh

Shudder. I’d rather watch A Horror Movie. At least that is a Genuine fake life crock of s**t.

Just saying :o)