On the old Not Smoking road. That would be putting on my belt and discovering I had to inhale to use my regular hole.
WTF????
Of course, all though I've "quitting" for all of 36 hours, I blame this shocking occurance on that (instead of, perhaps, the fact I haven't crapped in like 4 days).
So I am now sitting on the couch eating a tobacco plant. The entire thing. I'm also sucking down a pack of Lucky Strikes and I have an entire tin of Copenhagen jammed betwixt my cheek and gum.
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