the scary thing is, I used to distribute those orange Truth ads to people and do all that anti-smoking shit. I used to listen to these studies and be like "damn, who the fuck would ever do that? that is so disgusting". I used to yell at Greg if he'd chew tobacco. I remember taking the pack of cigarettes from my uncle Jimmy's hand when I was five and throwing it away and saying "Jimmy, you gonna die with those sticks someday."
and the scarier thing is, I remember sleeping in my cousin Chris' room at Thanksgiving and peeking my head over the edge of his desk and nervously opening his pack, picking up the last cigarette, smelling it, licking the end to see what it tasted like.
I still like these reminders, though. Thanks for your post.
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and the scarier thing is, I remember sleeping in my cousin Chris' room at Thanksgiving and peeking my head over the edge of his desk and nervously opening his pack, picking up the last cigarette, smelling it, licking the end to see what it tasted like.
I still like these reminders, though. Thanks for your post.
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