My mother was a pack of weed and my father was an LSD pill. My sister however is one of a kind MLP so don't worry ( if we are talking about my little pony here)
Some years ago upon entering the garden I quickly discovered the fruits therein were quite spoiled and unappealing. A quick withdrawal ensued, followed by a quicker call for a taxi.
Just last week I declared war on my elderly neighbor in order to annex her pool. Upon seeing the cold steely determination in my adversaries eyes, as well as copious amounts of jiggling arm fat, I felt a withdrawal was better.