The Meaning of Knife

Scampering into the wood, you find it occupied. A beautiful woman stands before you, a glowing aura visible.

"Who are you?" you stare avidly at her voluptous busom.

"I am Mary, mother of Jesus."

"What? But you should be dead!"

"Ah, but I am sacred. You see, I am the Holy Grail the Da Vinci Code spoke of. I am Mary Magdalene."

"But Magdalene was a whore! You're a virgin!"

"I am neither a whore nor a virgin. I am my son's wife. That's why they say I'm a virgin. Do you really think a baby popped out of nowhere? Joseph and I had sex at an inn. That's also why Jesus doens't consider Joe his father. Joe's my ex-boyfriend, see."

"Umm...okay," you are tuly perplexed by this tale. "What do you know about the ChristKnife?"

"The ChristKnife...what my son was named after...Yes, I know where to find it. Just sleep with me here for one night, and I'll tell you."
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