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Oh, man. I felt weird after taking in this one puff. First, I breathed it in too far and started coughing. Then afterwards, I suddenly felt all relaxed and mellowed out. But it was pretty unsettling. I rarely if ever take the smoke in to about my throat. I'll keep it in my mouth, then exhale it out through my nose or mouth, which I was told was how you were supposed to.
There was only one other time something like this happened; I was at my friend's house, and he has fans set up to get the cold air from his air conditioning unit to his living room, and it creates some sort of backdraft (for lack of a better word) and the smoke kept blowing back into my eyes, so I figure I'll tilt my head back and blow it straight up. Well, I tilted back, and all the smoke went right in me, and I felt like I was choking. Wasn't fun, yet I felt all chilled out afterwards. Is this what cigarettes are supposed to do for you?
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My friends told me I'm not supposed to inhale it all the way.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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Ah gotcha.
I never really understood the stereotype between blacks and menthol cigarettes until I read about how black people do favor menthol more than white people (according to wikipedia). I cracked up laughing when I was watching Family guy this morning because of that.
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