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I was waiting for her two bottles of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes, and she never came.

I'm not going to smoke your strange weed. If so what to poison the lungs so only the strong "Marlboro".

Spain smoked a cigar together, has people to each other, like a treat with bread and salt in the East.

A good cigar is sometimes better than any diplomacy.

He took the box, pulled out her another nail for my coffin and lit it.

That's what married life! Razlagalsa has the same effect as Smoking, and much more.

So, it is necessary to remember - November 12, 70th year, I quit Smoking. Frankly, it's time. Something the last weeks I somehow hollow and stupid. Whether from disease, whether because they feel stymied. So starve and do nothing. And how much I want to do...

In my hard life I have two "crazy" act was done is not lit from this demon cigarette and a tattoo on body is not stuffed.

Than ducks and animals to shoot - shoot better than the cigarettes!

You slowly pull out the pack and extracted from it one cigarette. Look at her, stretching my fingers to the tightly Packed tobacco was Smoking lighter, put it to his nose and inhale the tart aroma, grasping the filter with his lips and finally lit it. With his eyes closed, you savor the toxic smoke, penetrating into your body with every puff and that's when almost nothing left, the smoke is burning and comes to the understanding that it is time to finish. Are you doing the last hit, look at the red light and extinguish. No matter how in the ashtray on the edge of the urn or the soles of shoes - you just end up with it without any pleasure. All the buzz in the process, not the end. And then it comes the satisfaction. You feel like nicotine spreading through the blood, circling the head, relaxes the body. And all you'll be thinking, after a couple of hours, so it's about a new cigarette lying in your pack.

- Zoe, how many I times?!
Well, Osia! Well, women now smoke.
- Well, let those women and Smoking!
- Axis, it's just like Granny Paradise.

The first cigarette in the house cannot occur because we do not smoke. Would be weird if kids will smoke, and the parents do not.

Strapped in the chair of the citys gas chamber
Why I'm here I can't quite remember.
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette but I can't see.
Tell me who you're going to believe?
Suffocating in the stench of the city,
I don't even know why I'm here.
Doctors say, every breath is poison.
I'd smoked another cigarette, but it isn't.
Tell me, who do you believe?

You die because you smoke these cigarettes since I was fifteen. And you go to hell, because he lived the life that he lived.