Better close your fuckin eyes then 'cause I don’t play this game

one brief incident in '94 notwithstanding

And I hate the modern era of algorithm-driven half-assed self-censorship, so this should be great for both of us

“Djinn”, specifically, being the correct word choice. We’re way past fun-loving blue cartoon Robin Williams genies granting wishes, doing impressions of Jack Nicholson and getting into madcap hijinks. We’re back into fuckin’… shapeshifting cobras woven of fire and dust by the archdevil Iblis, hiding in caves and slithering out into the desert at night to tempt mortal men to sin. That mythologically-accurate shit.