uninspiredtalent
I always did like sticks. As a kid I would pick up any long stick or broom handle and pretend it was my trusty staff. I don't really know what it was about them that made me like them so much but whatever. I guess I'll have to get myself a real trusty bo staff
I never could stand those nasty little white sticks. Spewing toxins into their willing victim and and the not so willing ones around them. How can anyone subject their body to something so harsh and obviously dangerous? And carelessly put it into someone else lungs...
I never could stand those nasty little white sticks. Spewing toxins into their willing victim and and the not so willing ones around them. How can anyone subject their body to something so harsh and obviously dangerous?
Can't stand the smell, and can never figure out why anyone would subject their bodies to such a nasty habit. If I try to convince you to quit though, it's not for my own selfish needs, its because I genuinely care about you and want you to have as much time on this plant as me.