Whip It (1st 2k18 caption)

Whip it!!

Hey, I used to be Jake and one night while having a few drinks at a bar and as I was talking to my friend Dan I was starting to talk louder. I figure it was due to the alcohol but at the time I wasn't aware of it. It wasn't as if I was getting very drunk, just mildly. There was a witch in the bar and I guess she grew tired of my cooking stories or maybe she completely misunderstood me... Maybe she thought it was sex talk, she must have because what she turned me into had a lot to do with both cooking AND sex.

I kept on repeating to my friend how many dishes there are that need to be whipped - I just figured he'd want to know since he's never cooked before - untill all of a sudden an angry but cute young woman walked up to our table and started chanting after which she said I'd become the kind of woman I described every time I pick up the whip I was talking about.

And fair enough, many people call what I'm holding a whisk or a whipper but I called it a whip during our short-lived conversation. I didn't know what I had to think of what the girl said, she had run off too quickly but one thing was for sure. I felt something, I felt weird, was it guilt? Don't get me wrong, I know what guilt feels like as I feel it most of the time. Especially when thinking of asking a girl out but then I feel guilty for being such a loser and how it'd be unfair to them. Not that I look like, or should I say, used to look like a loser. I was an attractive sporty guy. I may have looked like a macho and treated girls with the kind of respect they weren't used to but I had only gotten as far as being a girl's best friend.

Anyway, we finished our beers and I went home. When I got home I had an odd feeling something was different, even in the dark. So I turned the lights on and I was right, my whipper was on the kitchen counter and I was sure I hadn't left it there. It couldn't have gotten there on its own and when I picked it up I turned into the girl in the picture above. Every time I hold my whip I become Jane.

I have a feeling I will finally learn to whip it but I need a cooking partner...