Huh?...have you never gunned through a Gitanes Mais (unfiltered version)...smoked those through my Hemingway-esk, disenfranchised youth stage..."After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back to the hotel...in the rain"...holy crap. I was such a cliché...I almost "to cool-ed" myself into lung cancer...ah, a squandered youth
Squandered my 4ss. A misspent youth is a well spent youth, in the opinion of this former misspender. The amount of youthful misspenditure in my past is vast, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. Well, almost anything. Oooh, haiku! Ahem:
The youthful misspenditure
In my past is vast
Trade it? Not for anything!
I blame Cyrus for this. They don't have Blanton's at my favorite watering hole, but a double Booker's filled the void. Nearly neat, I'm a two cube guy.
