^You are just upset that your puny little baby vapourizing ability can't match up with the technique practiced by the True Shaman Masters of the Mimosa Root Tribe.
From ivory-tinged towers of solidified crystal deamsters, we shall laugh down on ye tryptamine peons puffing away on thine wispy vapours of ineptitude; while we exhale thick thunderclouds of indolic fragrance that propagate across the vast skies and rain droplets of wisdom to fill ye empty vessels.
And I will strike down upon thee from this tower, with great vengeance and furious anger, all those who attempt to challenge mine mastery of yon vapours. For you shall know that I am a Spunion, when I blow my vapours upon thee.
AHAHAHAHAHAHHA.
That cheered me up no end :D