So there's this little texmex place very close to my place. I was doing some advanced recon because I was planning to take the GF there this Saturday. Good margaritas. Great pico de gallo with fresh cilantro. Fresh hot chips. Excellent Guac. So I sit and watch the Steelers start messing up their game against the titans and I'm puffing away on some nHaler 555 HV in an RN4075 on the Prodigy set up for five volts. It goes dry and I put three drops in it and I look to my right and there's this guy staring at me like I'm a magician.
Him: "What on earth is that?"
Me: "Nicotine without death."
Him: "Can I try it?"
Me: "Sure"
*he tries it*
Him: "That tastes amazing. How much are these? How much is the nicotine stuff? I'll give you three hundred dollars for this thing right now."
Me: "It's not for sale. Let me get the vaio out of the car."
I showed him puresmoker.com. Showed him where all the stuff I was using came from. Talked to him for a while. So you can expect an order Casey.
Him: "What on earth is that?"
Me: "Nicotine without death."
Him: "Can I try it?"
Me: "Sure"
*he tries it*
Him: "That tastes amazing. How much are these? How much is the nicotine stuff? I'll give you three hundred dollars for this thing right now."
Me: "It's not for sale. Let me get the vaio out of the car."
I showed him puresmoker.com. Showed him where all the stuff I was using came from. Talked to him for a while. So you can expect an order Casey.