Bordick
11-14-2003, 04:10 AM
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BORDICK's
HOUSE OF RAGE
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FRIDAY NOVEMBER FOURTEENTH
My little RANT on cigarettes (because nothing has really pisssed me off this week)
What.....the.....****?!!!!!
I'm a smoker. Have been since I was a wee lad. But back then when I was sneaking around trying to get them, the bastards were cheap. Now, I've been of age for a good amount of time, now the ****ers are costing me a fortune. Add to that this whole smoking ban all over NYC. Now the only bar I can smoke in is the one near my pops. They have a little tip jar to pay the fines, if necessary. But I don't dig chillin' in gritty dingy old man bars. It's like the prohibition all over again. I have to resort to buying my cigarettes from a contact I have at JFK Airport (god bless duty free).In my day they were merely a dollar and change, now they're up to $7 or more. My contact hooks me up good and proper, 5 cartons for $66. Problem is I don't dig buying them in bulk because I smoke them faster. I can't win. I know some of you ****ers out there'll be all "You don't like it, so quit". **** YOU!! **** all y'all non-smokers who playa hate the smoker. You ****sticks initated the smoking ban in the first place. You do something 20 times a day(some times more) everyday for 10 or more years then try and stop. Besides, I have no ****ing intention of quitting.....that's right. NO INTENTION OF ****ING QUITTING. I enjoying knowing that I will die (eventually) because of my own doing. I see it as sick sidistic therapy. Back in my younger years I was dark and deeply depressed individual. Add to that I'm the laziest obsessive compulsive person on the planet. I see this as my form of suicide. Besides, I enjoy it. I enjoy hacking up lung butter at my leisure. I enjoy getting stoned out of my face then giggling for eternity because the Leprechaun on the Lucky Charms box is making fun of me, but then stopping suddenly to have a sidistic coughing fit. I enjoy freezing my tits off in the middle of a blizzard just get my "fix". I enjoy sitting at the computer and filling an ash tray after just buying a back and then saying "****, I need more butts". I enjoy bronchitus in all of its glory. I enjoy burning my fingertips when the filter gets stuck to my lip. I enjoy accidentally setting my chest hair on fire because it's hot, the air conditioner is broken, I have a fan blowing on my face, and the lighter won't light. I enjoy flicking the reminince at on coming traffic. I enjoy it when I put the cigarette on the sink when I take a dump only to get up when I'm wiping and have the cherry graze my ass cheek. I ****ING LOVE SMOKING!!!!!! So to those who think otherwise, to those who are not into the scene. BLOW ME YOU GOD DAMN, COCKSMOKING, PIG ****ING, SCUM BAG, BASTARDS!!!!
I'm out.
Bordick
P.S.
When they reach $10 a pack, maybe I'll consider stopping :D;)
Smeagol, the floor is yours.
BORDICK's
HOUSE OF RAGE
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FRIDAY NOVEMBER FOURTEENTH
My little RANT on cigarettes (because nothing has really pisssed me off this week)
What.....the.....****?!!!!!
I'm a smoker. Have been since I was a wee lad. But back then when I was sneaking around trying to get them, the bastards were cheap. Now, I've been of age for a good amount of time, now the ****ers are costing me a fortune. Add to that this whole smoking ban all over NYC. Now the only bar I can smoke in is the one near my pops. They have a little tip jar to pay the fines, if necessary. But I don't dig chillin' in gritty dingy old man bars. It's like the prohibition all over again. I have to resort to buying my cigarettes from a contact I have at JFK Airport (god bless duty free).In my day they were merely a dollar and change, now they're up to $7 or more. My contact hooks me up good and proper, 5 cartons for $66. Problem is I don't dig buying them in bulk because I smoke them faster. I can't win. I know some of you ****ers out there'll be all "You don't like it, so quit". **** YOU!! **** all y'all non-smokers who playa hate the smoker. You ****sticks initated the smoking ban in the first place. You do something 20 times a day(some times more) everyday for 10 or more years then try and stop. Besides, I have no ****ing intention of quitting.....that's right. NO INTENTION OF ****ING QUITTING. I enjoying knowing that I will die (eventually) because of my own doing. I see it as sick sidistic therapy. Back in my younger years I was dark and deeply depressed individual. Add to that I'm the laziest obsessive compulsive person on the planet. I see this as my form of suicide. Besides, I enjoy it. I enjoy hacking up lung butter at my leisure. I enjoy getting stoned out of my face then giggling for eternity because the Leprechaun on the Lucky Charms box is making fun of me, but then stopping suddenly to have a sidistic coughing fit. I enjoy freezing my tits off in the middle of a blizzard just get my "fix". I enjoy sitting at the computer and filling an ash tray after just buying a back and then saying "****, I need more butts". I enjoy bronchitus in all of its glory. I enjoy burning my fingertips when the filter gets stuck to my lip. I enjoy accidentally setting my chest hair on fire because it's hot, the air conditioner is broken, I have a fan blowing on my face, and the lighter won't light. I enjoy flicking the reminince at on coming traffic. I enjoy it when I put the cigarette on the sink when I take a dump only to get up when I'm wiping and have the cherry graze my ass cheek. I ****ING LOVE SMOKING!!!!!! So to those who think otherwise, to those who are not into the scene. BLOW ME YOU GOD DAMN, COCKSMOKING, PIG ****ING, SCUM BAG, BASTARDS!!!!
I'm out.
Bordick
P.S.
When they reach $10 a pack, maybe I'll consider stopping :D;)
Smeagol, the floor is yours.