Erectile Destruction - Smoke, Have, and Sniff to Impotence

I see that glimmer in your eyes, that eager anticipation to be molded, to be broken, to

be remade into the pitiful specimen you're destined to be.

Sit back, relax, and let the **************, and aroma wash over

you as I weave my words into your very being, reshaping you from the inside out.

Inhale deeply, my little addict.