Here's how I see it, TIS. Cigs first tasted like dung, right? Nobody who first indulged got anything near satisfaction. After a bit, couldn't put 'em down. They satisfied! Each day these mechanical joints are easier to take. I just don't remember why I picked up the friggin things in the first place...or why the hell I'd want another jones... Robot cigarettes, imagine... frown

Last edited by Viceguy; 03/22/13 05:33 AM.

N..... or no, bastard had balls, shame to kill him...
I got nuthin', I got nuthin...

Coming to bb is like going to the dollar store. You came for one thing, but once in now youse cant leave.