Smoking is terribly addictive, and against all odds, some folks manage to routinely light up until their very last cigarette in their ripe old age:
Others die young.
Some folks smoke while other refute the temptations of tobacco.
Some people manage to quit altogether or cut back significantly.
Others might huff and puff away with such conviction, and smoke one endless chain of little white sticks throughout their dying days.
Then of course we have specialty tobaccos and tobacco covered in a gooey molasses for use in water bongs, a tradition from times immemorial in lands far away.
Nobles wear expensive garb and do it in luxurious royal sanctuaries - or just have one in the carriage on the way the ribbon cutting ceremony.
Workers grab one every chance they can to have a stimulating discussion filled break from the monotony of the old day-in-day-out.
Bums are notorious for bumming smokes:
How many times has one heard, "Hey man, can I have one of yours?"
Whether you chew it and spit it, sniff it and blow it, cough it and hack it, tobacco, I'm guessing, will remain a friend to mankind, and chicks (so many stunning women smokers) for years to come!
Happy Canada Day, my fellow free men! I'll quit when I'm ready damn it!
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