I totally hate this thing. Seriously.
They aren't taking the threats. Seriously.
They aren't afraid anymore. Seriously.
They are going to win. Seriously.
They are killing us, making our lifespan 15-40 years shorter. Seriously.
The weapon used for killing;

^Mind you, this is a handmade. Not the usual ready-packed ones.^
The way they camouflaged themselves;

^They stuff the bullet in.^

^So they won't see the outer package. The future.^

^Just a click, and they starts killing.^
My father owns this thing. Trust me, everytime -EVERYTIME- I see this thing lying around, I'll start nagging him.
"Is this the way you want to stay away from the scary pictures?"
"How much is this?"
"Where did you get it?"
"What? Your friends want you to find one for them too?"
"Its too small. Why not buy bigger?"
"May I throw it? Or smash it somewhere? I think I prefer guna lesung batu. Can?"
"Ayah, I don't want to die early. Not yet married. Please. I want to wear colorful wedding gowns."
Of all the harsh nags, he ended up just chuckling at me while I snapped the pictures of this monster.
*BIG SIGH*
People, please don't smoke. Or should I say,
"Eh, you puff your smoke too short. Make it longer, die faster, and spare us all the danger. Can?"
It rhymes.
Cool.
I shall practice it to my friends.