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Good for you!
Truth is...I probably smoked 3 or 4 times my whole life. Didn't really like it.

What a great story. So glad you quit. I quit one year ago with the help of Chantix and have never looked back. My little kids would yell at me when I went on the porch to smoke: "Stop smoking Dad!" I finally listened...

Laz,

This is a very funny, but needed piece.

I enjoyed your hilarious, but serious story about smoking. I was waiting for Virginia Slim to make an entrance. Lol
Anyway, that's the brand I smoked for several years when my oldest son was only 3 or 4 years old, he surprised me and said "mommy no that's bad for you" and he knocked the cigarette right out of my mouth. A couple of days later, on my next doctor's appointment I found out that I had a heart condition. Since that very day I have not smoked another Virginia Slim.

Great story!

Nicorette should compensate you. If this reflects how you really act and think, you're a pretty cool guy.

If my husband reads this story, he will quit smoking....

That Valerie for being so candid.
I never thought this silly story would have such an impact. It started out because I thought the word nicotine sounded a lot like an Irish name, Nick O'Teen. From there it grew by adding different brand names of cigarettes. Then I also thought of those two Marlboro poster boys. I'm sure they got pay well for that company. Making them millions in sales. But in the end, they paid with their own lives.
I made some fun of Irish dancing. But in reality, I love it. A good friend of ours' daughter is well known as the dancing super model. Coco Rocha was discovered because her performing the Irish dance while going down the catwalk.
So...in the end, my silly short story became more than just that...a silly story. If it helps just one person to quit that dirty, nadty habit...that would be great.
Thanks for all your input.

This was not only witty and clever but contained an important message regarding the addiction of smoking. Laz asked me to comment on a dream I had on July 6, 1987 which affected my life....which saved my life...and so here it is. Thank you, Laz, for this story. Hopefully those who smoke, and you know who you are, will take heed:

True story. I had smoked constantly since I was 15 years old and was very much addicted. My father was a chain smoker and died when he was only 55 from smoking, but still I felt I could not stop.

In 1987, I went to bed on July 5th, the day after my 45th birthday. I had a cough, bronchitis, and had a dream that night. In the dream, I went to the doctor. He said, "You don't have bronchitis, you have emphysema." I woke up with my heart pounding. I went to my bag, got my cigarettes, and threw them in the trash. I never smoked again. It wasn't as hard as I thought. Every time I craved a cigarette, I would mime smoking, sucking in huge gulps of air. It worked. I am so grateful for that dream because I doubt I would be alive today. And think of all the money I saved...not only from buying cigarettes...but medical bills as well.

Overlooking the corny bits like the 'Lucky Strike', this was a pretty good piece of writing. Also I'm taking off marks for the jibes about Irish prancing, er dancing. My daughter is a championship level Irish dancer. I'll add the marks back for comments about Michael Inflately.
Seriously good story, I'll vote for it.

I felt his relief at the end when he woke up!

It is serious...no doubt.
The two characters, Wayne McLaren and David McClean were the poster persons for the Marlboro tobacco company. They needed to smoke so many cigarettes a day for their jobs. Finally both died of lung cancer. How sad!