Take this character for instance, the guy standing in front of the white sedan while his girlfriend pumps high octane fuel into the car. He was in such dire need of a nicotine fix that he decided lighting up a ciggie, on a windy day, within easy sparking distance of a 25,000 gallon underground tank of refined petroleum, made perfect sense.
On behalf of the non-smoking community I'd like to thank you for sharing your emphysema-causing 2nd hand carcinogens.
And if that doesn't kill us we can always thank you for the giant fireball and the flesh-piercing projectiles of asphalt, shredded metal and broken glass.
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