Dear Crusters, Hippy Punks etc., Please please please PLEASE lay off the patchouli. It's just foul. I'd rather smell your swampy balls/vagina/armpit/asscrack than that sickly-sweet stench. I can't take it anymore. Leave it to the flower children. Do it for US. If you continue to use patchouli, I will file for divorce and ask for full custody of the kids. With your addiction to patchouli known, not only will I win custody but you will be lucky to get even supervised visitation rights. I think it's time you went on "Intervention". Love, Jack Seriously though...why do people use that shit?