40 years of snoking. Stared when they were about .25 a pack, maybe less.
Gas wasn’t much different.
Yep, those were the good years.
Sleeping in the travel trailer at a small lake. Waking up early. No one else around. Light that first cig. Grab a big cup of coffee. Take the fishing boat out using the trolling motor. Water still as can be. I know where the fish are in this 26 acre heaven. Ah yes, the good years.
snoking = smoking.
LOL!