TO KEEP SMOKING (Part 1).
Few things smell worse to me than the stank of a cigarette while trying to trying to load up on cholesterol via awesome blossom. Perhaps one such thing is the beguiling tale of what perverse fate has befallen the gobs of cash money rewarded to state governments from Big Tobacco. Continue reading “I Want You to Keep Smoking (Part 1).”
There was a time, long, long ago (in a galaxy far, far away) when going to the hospital meant going home with a gift basket. These days all u get are those weird pinkish/redish basins and a stinking urinal. It would appear, however that hospitals have substituted a new-age basket for your pleasure. Only, instead of getting an open-ass gown and a pair of grabby bottom socks you get a whole lot of infections with weird names. . .
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