hi sugar, every time my girls get the chop ,i can here them cry,.... daddy daddy what are you doing daddy, i make it a swift kill, no point to torture them, with a sudden click my pruning scissors sever there slender legs one by one,without any ceromony i hang there bodys on coat hangers and place them in a dark room, death is normaly noticable within a few days, the pungent smell of there death is over powering, i look in another room and there mother weeps for her daughters, she has fattend so i slice some of her pretty fingers off one by one, within a few moments i have decapitated over half of her, she is shocked but i refuse to let her die, so i feed her and let her recover for a few weeks, before i kill again ............... and so the story goes .......
the happy chappie Reviewed by the happy chappie on . Attention all Plant Lovers well I am finishing up my first grow today. I have named my lady Fire Lady. I rescued her seed from a blazing bowl and have grown her with love ever since. I have had a wonderful 4 months growing her out until this little, but exciting harvest. I was expecting happiness at harvest, but no instead I cried. I cried because I realize how much I will miss Fire Lady. I love Fire Lady. So I cried. I cried like I was about to kill my daughter, because I do have to kill my daughter. That Rating: 5