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I like you like this, you whistle!
And I am one of the few who may say pipe, because the pipe knows how is meant.
I myself am also a pipe, most friends and acquaintances of my parents said at that time already: super sweet, pretty, nice girl, a pity that she is so retarded.
But to the fragrance: incense.
Have already said allman below, I know, but they didn't say this was the best incense on the subtlety scale. And that's THE MOST IMPORTANT thing to add here! Otherwise nobody knows!
The whole pyramid nonsense you can all quickly forget, if Sies have not yet read through, you do not need, saves valuable time, is not all in it the whole lemon ginger mimosa pepper amber jasmine myrrh cedar fir balsam moss patch almond vetiver curd.
Even the ancient Germanic-Roman Greeks knew frankincense was a remedy.
Cold diseases, sinus, sinus, but also quite normal cavity diseases frankincense could not cure, but relieve the symptoms.
If one had, for example, because of excessive consumption of several mammoth legs gastrointestinal complaints, helps already in Napoleon's time the inhalation of incense to relieve flatulence, which was sung in the, years later, Bob Dylan incense anthem: The Answer My Friend.... was hereby musically manifested.
Incense. Subtle. Doesn't shine, doesn't annoy, is just always there. Stays there, too. Is so, must so. It's in the Frankincense Code. Section 1, WHGGB: Stay there. You whistle.
The best there is.