Monday, February 23, 2009
The Fall of Single Feather...
Smoker.
Yesterday, there was training, as usual, other than the fact we confiscated a pack of smokes.
Somehow, the students just forget that us, the instructors are not quite older than them. We know their tricks.
Haha.
After confiscating them briefly, I started to irritate my friend to let me complete one of my dreams.
Filling a pack of cigar with water, and returning it to the owner.
The look on their face would probably be priceless.
However, my friend, instead, opened the cigar and dug out the tobacco inside and threw it away instead.
Then tear apart them one by one.
*sigh*
Later...
"Death is what you get when there are no choices left to make." - The Tawny Man, Fool's Errand by Robin Hobb.
Taken by one of the magicians::
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