This dealer I used to go to, his dad had to wear a breathing tube, walk around with a little oxygen tank, and talked with one of those buzzy voice boxes. I could never understand what he said! I was like, yeah, uh huh, okay. Just nodding my head like an idiot.

Anyways, I smoked for several years than quit when it went up to $6 a pack. I guess I came to the conclusion that they made me feel like total shit, cost me a fortune, and made me stink like ass. Plus they don't even do anything for you! I smoked years 14-22, then quit, and I'm 24 now. I was about a pack to a pack and half smoker towards the end.

My friends mom died of cancer and I went to her funeral, she was only 47. It sucked too man. 1 in 2 smokers die from tobacco use, that's 50% of people.

I don't want to be another statistic who died of smoking. I want my death to be legendary, like, jumping off the white house or something.