Life is like smoking butts off the ground cause your broke. They’re smelly, awkward, and shameful, but they hold a world of simple pleasures if you’re willing to do what you have to do. Also, you can’t always tell what is a good one until you’ve tried it. I’ve found half-smokes that are crap, and stubbies that satisfy.
Life also produces things that seem very gross when you blog about them. I’m sorry, but this is nasty so I’ll stop now.
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Sorry- that should be "because YOU'RE broke" not "your". I suck.
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