Well Spring is finally here...and it's time for my annual ritual. Time to try to give up smoking before I end up like this guy.
I'm just not sure how I'm going to do it.
My mum says chewing gum turns a gentleman into a gangster. And the last thing I need is to have Julie Couillard come after me.
And I'm afraid of the patch. No...not the biker patches....the nicotine kind.
Last year Sébastien slapped one on my bum while I was sleeping. And when I woke up...and had my usual triple expresso and a cigarette...for a moment I thought I could fly. And then I practically DIED.
I suppose that leaves willpower. *sigh*
But not really. As my cousin Simple Simon said to the pieman: Alas I have not ANY.
So I don't know what I'm going to do. But you can be sure of one thing....
I WON'T be quitting this way...
Yikes. That WAS pretty shocking.
And how about that FREE Miracle Spring Water ? That can get you a job.
Oh boy. Religion as the opium of the ignorant.
Anyone got a LIGHT ?
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P.S. I take back what I said about the FREE Miracle Spring water and getting a job.
I hate to admit it. But in Stephen Harper's Con Canada that could come in handy.
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