BETTER THAN A BOX

This is the season when family members of smokers are desperate what to buy for smelly old uncle Bertie the last tobacco addict in the family whom they'll gladly invite over for the holiday celebrations but hell will freeze over before they tolerate him indulging indoors. It stinks! And gives you cancer! Go out there to the compost heap and stink with the rabid raccoons or streetpeople getting pneumonia

But first, here's a present. We were thinking of you!
And they hand over some nasty cigars.
With colourful bands.

They tried, they were thoughtful, they got you something that's absolutely perfect!.
Totally oblivious to the fact that you know your own tastes best.
Joya De Chupacabra, handmade by goats!

Yeah, okay, we know what we smoke. And as you should expect, we alreay have it.

Please don't buy us smokers' requisites. Your bad choices in an area where you are clueless and disapproving will lead to stuff that no one in their right mind would enjoy.
But we'll have to show our appreciation, how sweet!

No.

You're going to send us out in the blistering cold, and probably rain or snow, whenever we even think of lighting up. So something more practical, like an urban stealth garment that advertises "don't disturb me, dammit" is much better.



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