Jesus in the heavens.
Yes, to put mildly, it is nice. To describe, it's like an experience. Like flames of Hell, burning on the inside. Add to these a lighter, gas-powered, and imagine it smells rotten fish. And then take a sip of vodka. Which, on its own rights, tastes like rotten fish.
Kaikkea hyvää, said Krabo.
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Finn. Male. Older than you. Me and my cat.