You're right. I was too agressive with that post and I apoligize. I don't know you and am not in a position to judge you. Thanks for setting me straight.
Thank you. I accept in the spirit in which it was given. Good luck staying off the smokes.
You're right. I was too agressive with that post and I apoligize. I don't know you and am not in a position to judge you. Thanks for setting me straight.
Maybe he was just curious. Most people are just to shy to ask!
Cool story though!
On another hand, though, sometimes a PV is the perfect thing to deal with the farters. The other day, I was in Borders Books, and since they are having a huge sale, I grabbed a huge stack of books and searched for a chair. After lugging an armful of books all around the store, I finally found a seat and a stool to set my books on so that I could page through and pick a few out. Within moments, some old cat stopped no more than 4 feet a way from me and let one fly. A real brap-a-lap-lap, too. I couldn't believe it, I was just in shock. It was bad, bad stuff. Vincent Price in black-and-white bad. Some real![]()
foul
! I was like "
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, you're
killing me.
"
I'd say that I was fuming, but it wasn't me, it was dude, and I was dying in it. SomeGlen Beck
.
As I wiped the tears from my eyes, I had a MacGuyver moment. As much as I wanted to run away screaming, I had a tool with me to combat the stench of death that I was being assaulted with: my PV. I boiled at least a ml within moments, pushed my atty to the limits of tolerance, damn near burnt a finger off, but within moments, I could breath easy once again.
I was a little grossed out at the concept of intentionally inhaling dude's exhaust through my PV, but every now and again, you got suck it up just so that you can breath easy.
On another hand, though, sometimes a PV is the perfect thing to deal with the farters. The other day, I was in Borders Books, and since they are having a huge sale, I grabbed a huge stack of books and searched for a chair. After lugging an armful of books all around the store, I finally found a seat and a stool to set my books on so that I could page through and pick a few out. Within moments, some old cat stopped no more than 4 feet a way from me and let one fly. A real brap-a-lap-lap, too. I couldn't believe it, I was just in shock. It was bad, bad stuff. Vincent Price in black-and-white bad. Some real![]()
foul
! I was like "
![]()
, you're
killing me.
"
I'd say that I was fuming, but it wasn't me, it was dude, and I was dying in it. SomeGlen Beck
.
As I wiped the tears from my eyes, I had a MacGuyver moment. As much as I wanted to run away screaming, I had a tool with me to combat the stench of death that I was being assaulted with: my PV. I boiled at least a ml within moments, pushed my atty to the limits of tolerance, damn near burnt a finger off, but within moments, I could breath easy once again.
I was a little grossed out at the concept of intentionally inhaling dude's exhaust through my PV, but every now and again, you got suck it up just so that you can breath easy.
On another hand, though, sometimes a PV is the perfect thing to deal with the farters. The other day, I was in Borders Books, and since they are having a huge sale, I grabbed a huge stack of books and searched for a chair. After lugging an armful of books all around the store, I finally found a seat and a stool to set my books on so that I could page through and pick a few out. Within moments, some old cat stopped no more than 4 feet a way from me and let one fly. A real brap-a-lap-lap, too. I couldn't believe it, I was just in shock. It was bad, bad stuff. Vincent Price in black-and-white bad. Some real![]()
foul
! I was like "
![]()
, you're
killing me.
"
I'd say that I was fuming, but it wasn't me, it was dude, and I was dying in it. SomeGlen Beck
.
As I wiped the tears from my eyes, I had a MacGuyver moment. As much as I wanted to run away screaming, I had a tool with me to combat the stench of death that I was being assaulted with: my PV. I boiled at least a ml within moments, pushed my atty to the limits of tolerance, damn near burnt a finger off, but within moments, I could breath easy once again.
I was a little grossed out at the concept of intentionally inhaling dude's exhaust through my PV, but every now and again, you got suck it up just so that you can breath easy.
So true. I just started vaping but I will definitely be telling people its a personal vaporizer. I feel like people will assume its for medical purpose before thinking it has anything to do with tobacco products. Im interested to see how this interaction goes as I encounter it...
Nicotine addiction and the psychological addiction to stuffing something in your mouth for instant gratification is a character flaw. It's no different that stuffing your face with food to the point of obesity. Smokers are not victims, they are slaves to their own devices and of their own making. Society has forced smokers to keep their habit out of public view and exposure. My point of view(and it's only my point of view to add to this discussion) is why would you want to regress and expose this particular character flaw to associates and peers when you've already progressed beyond that point with analogs due to societal pressure? That's all I'm really trying to say.