You used to laugh. You used to mock. As we reloaded our exotic, you shot us for what seemed like an eternity. As we fired off our rounds, you laughed as we were missing a 7th bullet, leaving you a one shot on our X. As we damaged you over time, you laughed as they nerfed it to 3 health drain a tick. You laughed. But that's all over, now. Now, you cry. Cry that it's overpowered. "9 shots in the chamber? That's so many kills without reloading!" "Their reload speed is almost faster than TLW, fix it!" "Their DOT is killing me now that it's back to 7. Bring it down." Now we laugh. We laugh at all those who had laughed at us. As the Thorn pierces your side, and the poison slowly drains your Guardian's Light, ask yourself if abandoning the bounty was smart? If dismantling the withered flower was wise? Because now it's an exotic. And now, it's a force to be reckoned with. Thorn is not just a gun. It's a lifestyle. Learn to live it, or learn to live with it.