A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can you want?
Oscar Wilde: 1854-1900
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- 2005-09-27 @ 02:44:50
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- 2005-09-27 @ 22:45:36
Yellow walls and heart bypass surgery maybe?
Sigh.. those were sure good times Shinsa
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- 2005-09-28 @ 02:55:30
Stained teeth and fingers... coughing and wheezing... tasteless food and stinking breath... ash everywhere and an occasional burn... but the ads sure made it look like fun... "pleasure" that refused to satisfy or amuse
Aah, the good old days, when people were quite happy to be not amused.