It could be worse. You could be me, searching central Mexico for a cool chick who rolls her own smokes like an artist girlfriend of mine did fifteen years ago. On top of that, I'm too lazy to learn to roll my own, so I smoke loose cigarette tobacco out of a pot pipe, and I've worked hand-rolled cigarettes into ~25% of the stories I've written since then.
I tried smoking once to look cool. At first, I just held the smoke in my mouth and let it back out again, and thought, yeah...Then I got cocky and inhaled. I coughed and spluttered and hacked for thirty minutes to the point of dry heaves. Very sexy.
It could be worse. You could be me, searching central Mexico for a cool chick who rolls her own smokes like an artist girlfriend of mine did fifteen years ago. On top of that, I'm too lazy to learn to roll my own, so I smoke loose cigarette tobacco out of a pot pipe, and I've worked hand-rolled cigarettes into ~25% of the stories I've written since then.
"I must have one of those faces that says: talk to me". You clearly haven't perfected the art of RBF.
A used leather purse of a woman.
I tried smoking once to look cool. At first, I just held the smoke in my mouth and let it back out again, and thought, yeah...Then I got cocky and inhaled. I coughed and spluttered and hacked for thirty minutes to the point of dry heaves. Very sexy.
I was never cool enough to smoke...