Second-hand smoke never tasted so good
Last week the family decided to head off to an obscure Mediterranean hookah bar to start the season with flavored cancer. The waiter recommended a flavored tobacco I never heard of before called “mary juana.” It was weird because he’d look around and whisper in a low voice whenever he offered it to us; and he always had something in his eye, as if he was winking, but he wasn’t though.
hahahaha i’m sure you were having a great time…
way to go sano!
No it was terrific! I just wish family time also meant healthy time. It’s either we’re eating deep fried pig or smoking. Or both.