They called me an idjit when I bought those magick beans off of the woods wizard last year. They said, "He's not a wizard, just a meth-addled indigent!" and "You're retarded if you think that baggie of beans is doing anything!"
But as they quake and quiver behind their flimsy muzzles, casting suspicious glances and scornful stares at their fellows, I laugh, hale and healthy, knowing that the beans protect me. The magick beans cost me $100 and a handful of pizza Lunchables.
Their superstitious wards cost them their humanity and left their minds blighted.
They called me an idjit when I bought those magick beans off of the woods wizard last year. They said, "He's not a wizard, just a meth-addled indigent!" and "You're retarded if you think that baggie of beans is doing anything!"
But as they quake and quiver behind their flimsy muzzles, casting suspicious glances and scornful stares at their fellows, I laugh, hale and healthy, knowing that the beans protect me. The magick beans cost me $100 and a handful of pizza Lunchables.
Their superstitious wards cost them their humanity and left their minds blighted.