mom! how could you?!?!
Bleah…kissing a smoker is like kissing a gash tray.
I saw that done at a seedy old strip joint in the bad part of town that I snuck in to back when I was a teenager, but she could do smoke rings. She was also able to fire ping pong balls into the crowd out of that thang…
Now you’re just blowing smoke.
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