So it seems that you are holding some kind of grudge against febreeze; on account of its hazardous chemical make up. Are you saying that mass febreeze use has altered the genome?
That we may all be part goat now? Or the children of Dagon? Ill have none of it. I never cared for Dagon much apart from his roudy misdemenoring he is a blood thirsty demigod that only exists as a stone statue.
Much like Ozymandious.
Ozymandias
BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Mighty works indeed. Who are you and what did you do besides fall apart and be forgotten?
