So I'm not a big smoker or a big fan of country music, but I have just discovered my new favorite thing:
Driving with the window rolled down, smoking a cigarette, and belting country music.
Makes me happy.
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1 comment:
I used to smoke. I tried it once after several years (while wasted) and almost hurled- it was so yuck to me.
But I remember those days- smoking with the window down. Nice.
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