Mr. Smith? Open the door, please. Now.May 32rd of this year will mark my fifth year without smoking. But the smell of others burning tobacco still is enjoyable to me. I really like when someone lights up a cig nearby and...
Wait. There’s someone knocking on my door. I’ll go and see———
OH! They crashed through!
They’re asking what I just typed about enjoying something!
Oh, CARP! Now I’ve done it.
Off to the Death Camp of Intolerance for me.
*Someone please feed my Sons, cats and dog? Thanks*
Mr. Smith? Open the door, please. Now.