But recently, The Xym was seen puffing smoke out of his chops!
Well...
The Xym still does not smoke... but...
...when I was having me hair chopped t'other week, my scissor siren mentioned them things called e-Cigarettes.
Now, her man is giving up The Cancer Sticks, and to wean him off, he's on the eFags.
But wait...
These eFags are sweetie flavoured! And now she wants some!
So I went and bought one, with Cherry, Vanilla, Watermelon and Bubblegum flavouring! Yum!
So, now I has a stealth eCig! Looks like a fag, but all lighty up with a fruity flavoured smoke! Yay! Now the Xym can sit amongst the ash dropping coughers, and not look like a right lemon!
BUT, I reckon it's one of them there Government ploys.
See, eFags come in 4 strengths. Strong, Medium, Low and Fuck All Nicotine.
So, the ConDemn coalition tempt people to look all cool with sweetie scented ciggies at no risk. Then, they wean you on to low-strength. Then medium, and before you know it - you're hooked on full strength coffer filling coffin fillers with their Fag Tax!
Oh, I may look all cool and suave and sophisticated with perfumed plumes arising from puffing on puffing sticks... but next I'll be on 200-a-day. And then what. Rollies and smoking wee, or Can O' Piss, as Da Kidz say. And then it's the heroine and her crack coke cane.
And I'll end up a fag hag, all withered like Dot Cotton in a pile of sick in the Whatacunt garden area.
probably.
But who cares - I'll still look cool, smell cool, and my smokey exhalations will smell cool too!
