It’s not a powerful effect, black licorice raising my blood pressure, but it is measurable enough that I’ve had to pace myself with my massive trove of the black gold. I don’t understand why it affects my system this way, though it has been suggested that it’s just my body being angry at me for subjecting it to that flavor.
On an unrelated note, words can start from the same root and work their way into different languages. Over time, the meanings of those words can change, or take on a second meaning that becomes more common than its original definition.
Why do I bring this up? Because of a product I saw while waiting in line at a pharmacy. I will simply supply a photo of the product, and give you the fun of making your own jokes.

Scott Meyer
2025-09-07 07:59:14 +0000 UTCKurt Harriman
2025-09-06 19:30:54 +0000 UTCScott Meyer
2025-09-02 15:01:17 +0000 UTCRan Ari-Gur
2025-09-01 22:41:53 +0000 UTC