I don't miss that carpet tongued, dead armidillo on the side of the road taste in my mouth I used to get when I woke up in the morning after smoking a cig before going to bed...for sure, I don't miss that funk.
#1 I don't miss the ashes. No matter how careful I was, they would go everywhere. I vacuumed my car the other day and was amazed at the amount of ashes that were still under my seat.
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