last night we went out of town for a hayride and a bonfire. half way through the night i noticed my EGO starting to die and went into a panic. ive been smoke free for a month and 10 days. i forgot to change the battery before i left. well it finaly died on me. everyone was drinking, so you naturaly have to smoke or vape, right? i went to the gass station to get some smokes. i lit one up when i got back to the bonfire. i took three puffs off of it and threw the entire pack in the fire. HOW DISCUSTING!!! i cant for the life of me think of why in the hell i started those nasty things in the first place. i wrote a post on here " im still scared" about still having a pack of cigs laying around. someone said to smoke a real cig and i will want to throw them away then. i never believed it because i used to love to smoke. i used to enjoy the taste, and the feel. but after the one i smoked last night, it 100% tasted like an ashtray smelled, GROSS. when i got home i brushed my teeth twice because i could still taste it 3 hours later. why oh why did i ever start. and not that any of them are here, but i apoligise to everyone who had to smell me when i used to smoke.