When I was a kid, my cousins tried to get me to smoke one of them "funny" ciggarettes.
My father would take me to visit his side of the family in New York and would give me money for candy and stuff. But one time the other kiks wanted me to chip in a dollar for a nickle bag. I'm like "Wait a minute. If itt's just a nicle, why do you need a dollar?"
I hear y'all whicpering and bumping your elbows "Gee, Rhonda was a dorky kid, wasn't she."
Shut up.
Anyway. They rolled one up for me to try. It felt like just what it waas, sucking smoke through a rolled up piece of paper. They said I did it wrong, but I neverr felt inclined to get it right.
As for straight cigarettes ("Straight cigarettes?" Come on, Rhonda. Does everything have to be about sex?) my father told me that when he was a kid his father told him he couldn't smoke until he was 13. So on his 13th birthday he lit up a cig and walked across the kitchen where his father was sitting. Gramps couldn't say anthing so my father kept smoking til in his 30s a dentist told him he was pre-cancerous. He decided to stop. He fought against the physical addiction and then the psychological addiction and eventually quit. Though to his dying day he never quit those "funny" cigs.
My father would take me to visit his side of the family in New York and would give me money for candy and stuff. But one time the other kiks wanted me to chip in a dollar for a nickle bag. I'm like "Wait a minute. If itt's just a nicle, why do you need a dollar?"
I hear y'all whicpering and bumping your elbows "Gee, Rhonda was a dorky kid, wasn't she."
Shut up.
Anyway. They rolled one up for me to try. It felt like just what it waas, sucking smoke through a rolled up piece of paper. They said I did it wrong, but I neverr felt inclined to get it right.
As for straight cigarettes ("Straight cigarettes?" Come on, Rhonda. Does everything have to be about sex?) my father told me that when he was a kid his father told him he couldn't smoke until he was 13. So on his 13th birthday he lit up a cig and walked across the kitchen where his father was sitting. Gramps couldn't say anthing so my father kept smoking til in his 30s a dentist told him he was pre-cancerous. He decided to stop. He fought against the physical addiction and then the psychological addiction and eventually quit. Though to his dying day he never quit those "funny" cigs.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
