Back in the old days we used to smoke J’s and got so blazed we called it the stone age
I will go so far as to say probably smoking had something to do with my pancreatic cancer.
The pipe marks the point at which the orangutan ends and man begins.
Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a man, and fill him full of smoke and embers.
I’m of the old-fashioned opinion that shame can be used for all sorts of good in society. An example of this is smoking: When someone lights up around a crowd, people now usually say something. So I don’t understand why it’s not OK to apply the same logic to other behaviors.
I was really not a good student, and I felt that shame every day. That’s one of the reasons I started smoking pot and drinking daily.
It would be a service to mankind if the pill were available in slot machines and the cigarette were placed on prescription.
I can ask for cigarettes in every language