Saw’s need to explain away the first movie’s every single aesthetic and plot choice as actually meaningful and relevant makes me feel so fucking crazy because wym Jigsaw built this for his unborn son before he turned evil and it was the loss that turned him evil. no way
hello son. before you is a bowl of macaroni and cheese with sliced hot dogs. in ten minutes, the television remote will be destroyed. if you can finish your food before the timer reaches zero, your high chair will disengage and you will be free to change the channel to nickelodeon. but if you fail, you will be stuck watching the hallmark channel all day. the choice is yours, baby jigsaw
