1.How can you live with yourself?(well,more like how do you feel about smoking)
The worst wording of a question really. I gave up smoking several months ago but picked it up for the couple of weeks I had my final exams - I got a 2:1 BTW and now have a Masters Degree in Pharmacy (found out yesterday - still on high). I've now stopped again with much more ease than before. It's ADDICTIVE. People know it is bad for them, but the effects of the addiction make the smoking so much better. It makes a person relaxed when they are up tight and brings them back to a place they like. It also makes you feel better when you start, hence why people begin.
I hate it when non smokers lecture and ***** and whine about second hand smoke and cough when they even see a cigarette. It's pathetic. But it made me laugh every time it happened because it reminded me of the South Park episode. I was conscious to never smoke around children and never breathe smoke onto people and I held my cigarettes away from people unless they were smoking too, but with the no smoking laws in England, that had minimal impact on me anyway. I also never smoked inside after my first year because of the rank lingering smell. But I could live with myself very easily, thanks. Typically the anti smokers were obese too, so I always found that pretty funny.
2.How did you feel the first time you tried? (I tried it once,thank god it made me sick and I'm never touching the stuff)
The first time I tried I was about 13. I thought I was cool, but we had to hide from our parents so we really weren't. Also, I didn't pick it up from that. But I didn't suffer after the first toke.
3.Ever tried a cigar?What's so special about it?
Yes. I can't smoke them. I'm too used to cigarettes I always try to inhale, end up throwing up most of the time, which was fun when I had my daughter. It's some twisted tradition to make the man have a cigar. I've never gagged so much over one week. It's just reputation that makes them special. It brings you ever so little closer to being like the super-rich, who like the fat cats in political cartoons, always seem to have cigars on the go.