I can skin you alive and make a sex doll out of your hide to fuck that instead of you. As we were not married, she had the sole responsibility of raising the children, and with some more funky NFT smart contract shenanigans, I got the value of the children as NFT assets to stay tied to my digital wallet. If the amount, plus interest, was not paid back, then the NFT for the asset would be automatically revoked by the bank, and the NFT sent to the collections, resale, and auction department. I submitted the request to the blockchain, saw the request picked up by the bank’s chain sweeper algorithms, and a few seconds later, the loan smart contract, along with a few hundred dollars worth of bitcoin, was deposited into the father’s digital wallet. I got out, went around, flung open her door, reached down, grabbed her legs, and pulled them out of the car while pushing her forward onto the seat. One bank whose tech stack I was reasonably familiar with had one glaring
