I love Bowie mate that's why I know the actual lyric is "Time takes a cigarette..."

no need to thank me.

muirdo said:

how come whenever i read a #23 post, i imagine David Thewlis in the film Naked?

whistle said:

Number23 said:

whistle said:

how come whenever i read a #23 post, i imagine David Thewlis in the film Naked?

No idea who you're on about but thanks for being one of my three replies. Defo adding more baseball, 'who do you miss from the org' or celebrity surgery to my next thread attempt. Maybe all three and get the highest number of replies ever.

Don't forget big tits and ass.

Number23 said:

...puts it in your mouth. Fuck off Jared and put your cock away - it's a kids film. Anyway. I only started smoking when I was about 22. What a fanny. My parents have always both smoked to the point where their living room is like a Tate art installation homage to Tiahemen Square. My mum smoked 20 a day when she was pregnant with me - a particular slice of my history which tickles being her actually working in a cigarette factory on the packing conveyor belt as a pregnant teen in Glasgow. The girls (of which there were most) were actively encouraged by their comedy baddie bosses to pick up and suck away on as many of the offending coffin nails as their lungs could injest before combusting in a seeping cauliflower shaped hole of black tar and bile. How she actually got pregnant is testament to my dad's indefagitable semen which must've sipped from the holy grail. Like most people, it started off as a social prop to accompany my drinking and allieviate insecurity and perceived awkwardness. I've always prided myself that I rarely smoked when sober, never felt the urge, and that a few ciggies when bevvied wouldn't tear down the pillars of the temple. However, recent extreme stress in my increasingly tragic existance and self-prepetuated misery have led to me becoming wildly addicted to the bastards. I'm disgusted at myself for being so weak and powerless to the craving. Smoking very casually for 10 years and now aching for the fuckers like they were rolled by Jesus and sealed shut by the Virgin Mary's vagina. They bring relief, temporary calm and dance merrily like drunken morris dancers with the gremlins of self-loathing who chatter and cackle constantly in my head. Anyone else out there love sucking on fags despite the dangers?

my god you are a brilliant writer.

it took me a long time to quit...nicotine stays in your system for 18 years...it's more addictive than cocaine heroin and crack.

those filters at the end of a cigarette? they work because there are tiny holes around the perimeter. where are the holes?....engineered to be where most people hold their cigarettes....hence...the filters don't work by design, and you get more nicotine.

I quit for awhile and then I unquit. I have a feeling this is going to be a reccouring thing in my life.

I guess spending my few free moments a day browsing porn and watching Happy Days reruns just doesn't feel self destructive enough until I throw something else on top of it.

i quit a long time ago, but i remember how hard it was. dang. good times!

My husband started smoking again.

He'll smoke, stop for years, then start again.

I tried for years to make it a habit...but I never had full on cravings for them...I smoked at work so I wouldn't be the only asshole left working while everyone else took a smoke break...I smoked when I drank because thats what you're supposed to do, they go hand in hand...and I smoked out of boredom...there were times when I'd burn thru a couple of packs a day and if I was out drinking, I'd smoke all of mine plus half of the other drunks in the bar...when I stopped, I simply stopped...I know its not easy for others and I'm certainly not gonna give you the "if I can do it, you can do it" speech...I just wish I could market whatever it is inside me that made it impossible to become addicted to 'em...I'd be a multi goddamn billionaire

Number23 said:

...puts it in your mouth. Fuck off Jared and put your cock away - it's a kids film. Anyway. I only started smoking when I was about 22. What a fanny. My parents have always both smoked to the point where their living room is like a Tate art installation homage to Tiahemen Square. My mum smoked 20 a day when she was pregnant with me - a particular slice of my history which tickles being her actually working in a cigarette factory on the packing conveyor belt as a pregnant teen in Glasgow. The girls (of which there were most) were actively encouraged by their comedy baddie bosses to pick up and suck away on as many of the offending coffin nails as their lungs could injest before combusting in a seeping cauliflower shaped hole of black tar and bile. How she actually got pregnant is testament to my dad's indefagitable semen which must've sipped from the holy grail. Like most people, it started off as a social prop to accompany my drinking and allieviate insecurity and perceived awkwardness. I've always prided myself that I rarely smoked when sober, never felt the urge, and that a few ciggies when bevvied wouldn't tear down the pillars of the temple. However, recent extreme stress in my increasingly tragic existance and self-prepetuated misery have led to me becoming wildly addicted to the bastards. I'm disgusted at myself for being so weak and powerless to the craving. Smoking very casually for 10 years and now aching for the fuckers like they were rolled by Jesus and sealed shut by the Virgin Mary's vagina. They bring relief, temporary calm and dance merrily like drunken morris dancers with the gremlins of self-loathing who chatter and cackle constantly in my head. Anyone else out there love sucking on fags despite the dangers?

Seriously...

Number23 said:

whistle said:

how come whenever i read a #23 post, i imagine David Thewlis in the film Naked?

No idea who you're on about but thanks for being one of my three replies. Defo adding more baseball, 'who do you miss from the org' or celebrity surgery to my next thread attempt. Maybe all three and get the highest number of replies ever.

why go to all that bother? just make a female alter and do some phony big tit photowhoring. you'll have people hanging on your every word

HobbesLeCute said:

I quit for awhile and then I unquit. I have a feeling this is going to be a reccouring thing in my life.

Number23 said:

...puts it in your mouth. Fuck off Jared and put your cock away - it's a kids film. Anyway. I only started smoking when I was about 22. What a fanny. My parents have always both smoked to the point where their living room is like a Tate art installation homage to Tiahemen Square. My mum smoked 20 a day when she was pregnant with me - a particular slice of my history which tickles being her actually working in a cigarette factory on the packing conveyor belt as a pregnant teen in Glasgow. The girls (of which there were most) were actively encouraged by their comedy baddie bosses to pick up and suck away on as many of the offending coffin nails as their lungs could injest before combusting in a seeping cauliflower shaped hole of black tar and bile. How she actually got pregnant is testament to my dad's indefagitable semen which must've sipped from the holy grail. Like most people, it started off as a social prop to accompany my drinking and allieviate insecurity and perceived awkwardness. I've always prided myself that I rarely smoked when sober, never felt the urge, and that a few ciggies when bevvied wouldn't tear down the pillars of the temple. However, recent extreme stress in my increasingly tragic existance and self-prepetuated misery have led to me becoming wildly addicted to the bastards. I'm disgusted at myself for being so weak and powerless to the craving. Smoking very casually for 10 years and now aching for the fuckers like they were rolled by Jesus and sealed shut by the Virgin Mary's vagina. They bring relief, temporary calm and dance merrily like drunken morris dancers with the gremlins of self-loathing who chatter and cackle constantly in my head. Anyone else out there love sucking on fags despite the dangers?

I quite 11 years ago. I had read somewhere of how smoking makes you look prematurely older. The article went into great detail about what physically happens. I ignored all the health problems, but couldn't get over the before-and-after photo of a woman's face within 7 short years, and how much older she looked. I quit cold turkey.

It .......was......difficult.