To be a teen again. Actually, I’d rather chew off my own arm. As a teen, this would have been a particularly bad thing for me as it would’ve prevented me from lighting my Marlboro Menthol Light 100s.
Yep. I was a smoker. I was a FAT smoker. I was a pack a day, first thing in the morning, after every meal, last thing before bed, when I got bored, when I felt like it, smoker. Gross, right? I can’t believe I dedicated 7 years of my life to that crap.
Tonight, a certain someone in my family was confronted about cigarettes. A pack that was found on them. Their immediate answer? “They’re a friends.”
If I had a dollar for every time I used that excuse, I could buy a Prada bag. In my locker, (sorry, Mom!) on the bus, in my purse, in between my fingers about to be smoked. (My gosh I was stupid!!!)
Anyways, they said this, and I immediately burst out into uproarious laughter. I could have wet myself with laughter. If they weren’t his/hers, I’m a size 4. Teenagers are just beyond braindead and I love them for it. Their “cause/effect” mechanism in their brain isn’t fully developed yet, so the things they say/do are just laughable. It’s kind of like watching a political debate. We know they’re lying. They know they’re lying, but the charade goes on.
Finding out they’re “smoking” not cool. The crap they tried to pass? Awesomely large, totally hilarious, all too predictable FAIL!
Something else that’s awesome? My sister in law and her fam went on a vacay to Disney and on the way home, brought back THESE!!!!
My family brings back the best junk food.
HAVE YOU HAD THESE?? I used to get them driving through WVa. They are so delicious and ADDICTIVE that you’d think they must be made with nicotene, opium, and the blood of a thousand narwhals. Had Jesus tasted one of these before he fed the 5000, he’d have said “Screw the fish, I’m manifesting Goo Goo clusters.” They’re just.that.good.
Way better than cigarettes and the taste of regret, for sure.
To be a teen again. Actually, I’d rather chew off my own arm. As a teen, this would have been a particularly bad thing for me as it would’ve prevented me from lighting my Marlboro Menthol Light 100s.
Yep. I was a smoker. I was a FAT smoker. I was a pack a day, first thing in the morning, after every meal, last thing before bed, when I got bored, when I felt like it, smoker. Gross, right? I can’t believe I dedicated 7 years of my life to that crap.
Tonight, a certain someone in my family was confronted about cigarettes. A pack that was found on them. Their immediate answer? “They’re a friends.”
If I had a dollar for every time I used that excuse, I could buy a Prada bag. In my locker, (sorry, Mom!) on the bus, in my purse, in between my fingers about to be smoked. (My gosh I was stupid!!!)
Anyways, they said this, and I immediately burst out into uproarious laughter. I could have wet myself with laughter. If they weren’t his/hers, I’m a size 4. Teenagers are just beyond braindead and I love them for it. Their “cause/effect” mechanism in their brain isn’t fully developed yet, so the things they say/do are just laughable. It’s kind of like watching a political debate. We know they’re lying. They know they’re lying, but the charade goes on.
Finding out they’re “smoking” not cool. The crap they tried to pass? Awesomely large, totally hilarious, all too predictable FAIL!Something else that’s awesome? My sister in law and her fam went on a vacay to Disney and on the way home, brought back THESE!!!!