I'm nearly 60 years old and I'm an addict. I keep looking for the perfect choke-tube and it's just gotten worse. It's led me to tighter and tigher constrictions looking for that perfect high. But I never get there. My addiction drives me on. I stand on the sidewalk in a dishelved stupor, bent over at the waste, holding my latest disappointing choke tube mumbling to myself "this isn't it." Passerbys ignore me. I clearly need help. If only I had stopped at XFULL. It's all I needed. But XFULL turned out to just be a gateway drug choke. I've moved on to harder and harder tighter and tighter chokes. But the perfect high never comes. Oh GOD! Help me!
And I KNOW some of you have it way worse than me.
Come on brothers. Stand up and tell your story. Let's support one another. We're all we have.
And this /\ is after I sold more than a half dozen a couple of months ago, nor ones that have come and gone in the more distant past.
And I KNOW some of you have it way worse than me.
Come on brothers. Stand up and tell your story. Let's support one another. We're all we have.
And this /\ is after I sold more than a half dozen a couple of months ago, nor ones that have come and gone in the more distant past.