Caveat Emptor

ah, the blend of choice. I crave the cancer causing carcinogens, the lack of fresh air, the bland, ash-like taste that permeates every kiss I give. The very thing that wastes nearly $20 every week not only makes me stink, but it's killing me slowly, it makes me ridiculously thirsty, encourages disease, or whatever. But I enjoy the flavorful smoke. The vanity is somewhat lost, as it's now an addiction. I'm ready to give it up.