My great great great grandfather used to work for the imperial family is Russia. When the communist uprising began, the family gave him a box of stuff and smuggled him out of the country and told him to care for it with his life. He came to America and they all died so I guess it was forgotten about. When he died, the box was passed down and passed down. My grandfather always had this cool green and gold egg with emeralds on it looking thing on his mantle and he always said "Never touch the egg." Well, when he died, he gave it to us and said "this is the family treasure! Never let anyone touch the egg" Awesome. An egg. Thanks grandpa, cash would have been cool but we got an egg. So one night, I got drunk and decided it would make a hell of a desk vape so I broke out the soldering iron tore out the decorative gold crown and diamond thing in the middle (I didn't know they were real. I assumed it was like everything else they had, made in China), installed a battery and drip tip and BAM! Awesome desk vape!
Haunted for the win! That is until I tried running two batteries in a series and it blew up while I was asleep. So mom wakes up and finds it blown to bits all over the family room and tells me I just destroyed a priceless Faberge egg. I didn't know what those cost at the time but I was guessing they are pretty pricey because she fainted and had a heart attack. I just assumed she was having another one of her "you are such a disappoint" fake heart attacks like when I used to get drunk, put on Christmas music in July and try to milk the neighbors pig for Santa's glass of milk until she'd bite me. But it was a real heart attack this time which I discovered because she didn't wake up this time when I poured a bucket of water on her. She pulled through but never forgave me. If you have a priceless Faberge egg hidden in your house, you really should tell people how priceless it is so they don't go turning it into cool vape equipment that blows up and is worth nothing. That's my most expensive vape.
