i am forty five years old
and ever since i was a baby
i was wondering:

why does smoking exist?
why are cigarettes made?
how can this be a thing still?
why is it allowed?
why do people do it?
how was everyone tricked into it?
why? why? why?

i look at him
and he is so cute
just too cute
i get this huge urge
to rip his cute little fat bald hairy head off
and crush it with my power jaws
and scream until my head explodes
that is how cute marko is
and he makes me feel like this
hundred times a day