How long have you been using Mark? (gee, guess I really should to start that pheromone recovery support group…)
HAHAHAHAHA, the DT shakes must be from the lack of alcohol the pheros are dispirsed with. than the pheromones themselves.
(having been to Jackdaniel’s bottler in Kentucky where it is a dry county, I they could not give a sample, but they let you inhale from the brewing barrel. breathe to deeply and OMG instant drunk, the alcohol goes straight from your lungs to your blood.)
I always wondered why that fellow in the DHL uniform I met on the street gave me my first bottle of Instant Shine and told me “The first one is free, tell all of your friends, come back and see me when that runs out.” I think it is a joint conspiracy between Androtics and DHL. Clever, very clever. Oh, I have to get this monkey off my back!
Saifz, I think you go through a stage where you wonder about that. It’s about at that point you’ve found that it’s another sense that you’ve begun to develop. Like spotting deer in the woods, or tasting all the flavors in a good wine…it’s something new and you might go a little crazy with it. I think “temporary infatuation” is probably the best description.
Addiction and dependency subtract from your life. They make you less capable as a human being. Pheromones require you to become a more capable person…otherwise you get very little value from them and give them up. Just my opinion.
found myself getting high off my natural -none. even started licking my sweat, god damn I taste good, shits addicting. I got so high I tried to lick my arm pits but I couldnt reach, started getting the chills, but then that started making me sweat so I got my fix right away, god I love my man sweat. imma start slaggin this stuff on the street.
And there you have it, what started as innocent recreational pheromone use has gone full circle to where a once productive citizen now has to sell his pheromone-infused sweat on the streets to support his own habit. The horror. The horror.
Imagine what he does to unsuspecting friends dosing off in the corner. He may even con them into gong on a camping trip just so he can get them alone in a tent at night. His best friend awoke nekid and licked clean. Not to mention the shame of stealing sweaty socks and underwear when live vics are unavailable. It gets worse. Rock bottom is when he resorts to collecting lint from dryers and sniffing for a few molecules of precious human fluids…