“Hey, Chris Abraham, I’m an anti-smoking fascist . . . ”
“. . . It’s one thing I appreciate about California. Have you noticed that the housing prices have gone up continuously since smoking was banned there? Hmmm. Glad to hear Scotland is joining the fascist groups. When we got back from Europe EVERYTHING stank. Yuch.” Via Scobleizer and the Applied Blogging Workshop.
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The worst part about being a smoker is that it’s currently politically correct to talk down to us.
Its often the 300 pound women who spend hours obsessing about her toenails, who looks up at me with disgust, while I’m on my balcony having a smoke.
As an aside, the people who spend the most money on shoes, nails, and hair are those 300 pound women.
And America may be the only place you could even find a 300 pound woman, if for some ungodly reason you’re looking for one.
I doubt 300 lb women spend as much on their hair, nails, shoes or handbags (you left that one out) as much as middle-aged, pot-bellied, balding men do on their ‘look at me–I’m cool, I’m hot I’m all that, no, really I am’ motor vehicles.
At least the cars cover their fat asses in connelly leather in opaque bucket seats.