yeah, you didn’t have enough room to laud the sober ones enough.. hee hee.

Yeah… I smoke knowing this, and knowing that with my asthma it’s gonna kill me quicker, but it’s the only thing that chills me out when I’m right on the edge.

I love the way you mix rhymes into prose. I wish I had that gift.

This was great! Wish people would write more rants. :)

The way it just stops gives this piece an ominous tone. Sometimes the Ficly limit can be a blessing in disguise, I guess…