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God, I love smoking. I miss it so much.

People back then weren’t very smart

Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for my afternoon Red Bull.

All of the women in my mother’s family have endured (and most have died from) colon cancer. Knowing this, my mother spent her life eating (and making me eat, for the longest time) tasteless, ultra-healthy meals that would rid our bodies of carcinogens and other toxins. She also exercised 4 or more times a week.

Five years ago my mother was diagnosed with colon cancer, and now that she is about 70, the cancer has spread into her lungs. The doctors have said it is Stage IV, incurable, since it has metasticized through her lymph nodes.

I don’t want to further advocate smoking and eating poorly, but I’m of the mind that thinks some things (like hereditary diseases) are more powerful than any preventive measures we can take. So smoke your cigarettes and enjoy your Red Bull.

Of course, one could also argue that my mother would not be approaching her 70th birthday and doing so well, despite her terminal status (she still gets around better than most 50 year olds) if she had followed my advice.

the most awesome thread on RBR this year!

I smoke Chesterfields.

from this great blog post about the advertising done for winchester.

vice in general. They make the world go ’round, or, at the very least, make this one trip on the cosmic roller coaster more enjoyable :)

/had cancer three times.