Amaran Oleh Kerajaan Malaysia: Merokok Membahayakan Kesihatan...

Ever since I knew what a cigarette was I've been absolutely against that foul smelling cancer stick. I mean why would anyone of any sane mind wrap dried up, chemical filled grass with paper and inhale the fumes from it when lit? Makes absolutely no sense does it? I convinced myself that it was the stuff of delinquent juveniles bound for a life of crime and sin. Someone in the same league as the creators of Barney “the-fucked-up-purple-twat”. It's the devil's work I tell you!

 

Then I grew up. I went to uni. I hung out with more people. I shed the confines of a sheltered view on life and along the way also found that consumption of excessive amounts of alchohol (Haleluja!) can be fun…given the right circumstances (ie. watching Chris give Dom a lapdance on a sofa for a 50 pound cheque). Then for some reason I picked up a ciggie and lit it and one thing lead to another…

 

Every now and then I meet people from my childhood and past who are absolutely shocked that I smoke. Justin? Smoking? Nooooooo….only bad kids do that. Seriously. The hell is up with that? I admit smoking’s bad for your health. Anyone who says otherwise should have a 2 by 4 cracked over their heads. But then again anyone who thinks that smoking correlates with a person being no better than another person deserves the same, or worse still for bluntly putting it, being naïve. In no ways am I advocating smoking to anyone at all. In fact it’s a filthy habit and hard to boot too for the matter. Trust me. And I’m pretty sure every smoker out there knows it as well.

 

But what I don’t get is the whole idea that a large percentage of non-smokers tend to automatically categorize smokers as beneath them. Let me just say that most of the premeds I know drink more and smoke more than the non-premeds I know of. Let’s all note also that the tobacco industry is a huge multi-billion dollar global industry which is a huge part of the global economy. Tobacco tax is huge….ask any government. Given a choice of pissing off the enviromentalists and pro-lifers out there or keeping big tobacco in business, they’d prolly screw over the tree-huggers and overly paranoid life lovers out there. There’s really no reason to give someone stick over smoking, unless you’re some 12 yr old kid trying to prove something or a pregnant mom (Jordan should have been shot).

 

That being said, I can understand disdain on certain levels for smokers. For example I can understand when a non smoker kisses a smoker. It aint nice having ashtray as a bubblegum flavour. So smokers remember to brush, scrape and gargle with listerine before you start playing tonsil-tennis. Or at the very least keep breath mints handy, they don’t work as well but it’s better than nothing I suppose.

 

I digress. I just felt like rambling cause I bumped into an old friend who was absolutely gob smacked that I picked up this “worst” of deadly sins. Please, I could have done coke lines instead. Kindly do crawl back into your shell and spare the world your ignorance…

 

*Side note: Those Listerine thin strip breath thingies really work ;)

"There's a sucker born every minute." ~ Joseph Bessimer

Nelly Furtado ~ Maneater

Get your hands off me bitch!

Hmm haven't blogged in a while. Not really much to blog about recently anyways but heck Jason 'the hairy monster' sent me one of those office joke emails that goes buzzing round from mailbox to mailbox everyday (those who've started working will understand). Most of them you've heard over and over again but this one was a first for me. And it brought a lil smile along so heck I'm putting it up here...

Martin wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table. He sits up and notices his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Martin looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotless and clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table. "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping. Love You!"

So he goes to the kitchen and, sure enough, there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Martin asks, "Son, what happened last night?"

His son says, "Well, you came home around 3 a.m., drunk and delirious. You broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave yourself a black eye when you stumbled into the door."

Confused, Martin asks, "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"

His son replies, "Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you said, 'Get your hands off me, bitch! I'm married!'"

Moral of the Story:
Self-induced hangover... $100
Broken furniture... $2,000
Breakfast... $10
Saying the right thing to your wife when you're drunk... PRICELESS

"A man can be happy with any woman as long as he doesn't love her." ~ Murphy's Laws On Sex (hmm wonder if this has some truth to it...)

Chingy feat. Tyrese ~ Pulling Me Back