So, I am sitting outside on my lunch break today and just enjoying being out of the store for a spell. And of course, having just had a meal, I was enjoying a cigarette. A Winston to be exact because everyone knows that nothing finishes a meal better than a Winston.
Chris:
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Gordie:
Yeah, that's cool.
Chris:
Yeah. That's when a cigarette tastes best—after supper.
Love that movie...Anyhow...
I have been smoking for nearly 30 years now and I have stared at thousands of ashtrays throughout all of that time, but for the first time today, I looked at the dozen or so butts stuck in the sand, crooked little rows of them, and realized how much they resembled the tombstones of some unkempt cemetery. Not an original thought, for sure, but still a thought for the day.
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