Oh, dearest friend, thou dost indulge in habits most peculiar and strange, a pastime both odious and unseemly! I speak not of idle gossip, but of thy grievous indulgence: thou art drawn, as the moth to flame, to the vile allure of foot fungus, that wretched growth which clings to toes as a blight upon the land!
How can it be that in life's fair offerings, thou dost stoop to such a low and fetid joy? The fruits of vine and field all pale before thy strange delight in this foul morsel. Truly, thy taste surpasseth reason, for who, in their right mind, would feast upon such loathsome fare?
I beseech thee, cast off this odd affection, this love for what ought to be spurned. Seek instead pleasures wholesome and pure, for therein will thy soul find truer satisfaction. Let not thy noble nature be marred by this bizarre appetite, lest thou be forever known as one whose tongue doth linger where it ought not!
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(SG1) Fireflame
Oh, dearest friend, thou dost indulge in habits most peculiar and strange, a pastime both odious and unseemly! I speak not of idle gossip, but of thy grievous indulgence: thou art drawn, as the moth to flame, to the vile allure of foot fungus, that wretched growth which clings to toes as a blight upon the land! How can it be that in life's fair offerings, thou dost stoop to such a low and fetid joy? The fruits of vine and field all pale before thy strange delight in this foul morsel. Truly, thy taste surpasseth reason, for who, in their right mind, would feast upon such loathsome fare? I beseech thee, cast off this odd affection, this love for what ought to be spurned. Seek instead pleasures wholesome and pure, for therein will thy soul find truer satisfaction. Let not thy noble nature be marred by this bizarre appetite, lest thou be forever known as one whose tongue doth linger where it ought not!