So there

September 11, 2008

I just had to go out and get some fresh air. I stood near the old Acasia tree feeling the breeze. I inhaled deeply. I’m sensing I was not alone. I turned my back and saw L my officemate.

 

“Stressed? “, She asked.

 ”Me? That’s not part of my vocabulary, dude. I am a the perfect epitome of GRACE UNDER PRESSURE (Not!!!?)”, I replied.

Here. She motioned for me to take the stick.

Ok, What the hell? It’s not like I’m doing something illegal here for crissake.

“What pleasure do you get from smoking anyway? I really don’t get it, really. I mean it’s nicotine. That’s it”, I continue to ramble.

She lit the smoke. Well it’s time for you to find out, she said with her menacing smile.

I puffed. Whatta fuck? Cough.Cough.Cough. I’m beginning to like this shit. I puffed three..four..five more…..

Yup…..

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