As my feet hit the ground I bumped into a man, "where you of to in such a hurry son," he said in a sly tone. "Off to the vape meet to get me vaping treat," I replied, "what is your name?" The man, of a burly build, proclaimed, "They call me The Pardoner"
Walking astride me he began to speak, "I'm a man of the cloth," he goes on to expound, "I've been gathering my dues from the patronage." To which I replied, "That's all well and good, but I really should go." "Hold on....
"Great.........another chance to give my vaping cash to the Lord" I thought. "Uhhhh..........I'll just ask for forgiveness later. Like, while I say "Grace" or my prayers before bed." I said to him.
I guess he could hear the sarcasm in my voice, again, cause he swung his huge right hand and "blessed" me right in the nose!!!
All I could think is that my day has really not been the best. Lost my car and keys sloshed through sewer water and now being punched by a man of the cloth.... "What next?" I thought to myself.
"Forgive me father for I am about to beat the crap out of this man!" I muttered quietly, as I stared the man down and wrapped my grip a bit tighter around my Zeus.
As I walked off down the road The Pardoner gave some advice, "after your vape go down to yonder tree, there may be something there it's a roll of the dice"
I quickly became astonished by how misleading the name is. To my left is row after rows of shelves filled with all the latest and greatest toys. To my right a virtual ocean's worth of liquids! As I started to drool on myself a polite and seemingly well informed employee approached and said "Welcome to The Vape Shop! May I offer you a sample?"
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