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13 comments:
You Bad Boy! I love that you were smoking in the pasture. I grew up rural, too. Hey, I also remember buying beer at 14. Never did smoke the cigs though.
Another wonderful Autobiographical post. Thanks for sharing these. -Cin
These always get my attention. I finally smoked a cigarette at the age of 20. Smoked a pack and a half daily until I was about 38. It was so hard to quit!
I mirror you as I was friends with the bad boys...bad boys who had me lighting their cigs for them when I was 16. Love the drawing!
Lisa
I had a bad fearless girl in my class. She got pregnant, married, had the baby, got a divorce, got pregnant again, married the same guy again. Her husband died hunting in Mexico. Hunting for what I don't know.
I remember trying smoking about that age, they were Kool. I also remember feeling sick as hell immediately afterward.
My first cigarette was a Marlboro Red smoked in a car dragging main in Hutch. I was scared to death my strict Aunt was going to see me.
Smoked for 30 years, so glad I gave it up 5 years ago.
I remember my first cigarette . . . I was walking home from school with a girl I knew from church. We smoked behind a dumpster until we were green around the gills. ... good times :D
Ah, another autobiographical tale of tragedy & beauty. I love every one of these. ~Mary oxoxo
Cute story... other than getting a girl to have a go with me at the slippery wicket, whatever devilment I got into I went solo... being a thick cat, I could slide for 18 at some of the more lenient shops and shoppettes...
... and they still let kids slide... maybe not so much in the bible belt, but in the Motor... for sure!!
...I really HATE that you don't show in my Dashboard... I have to remember that you are back in business..!
L&R
Mark
Jeez, it feels like we had a lot in common! And...I still smoke like a defective chimney.
Oh and the first time I had a cigar, no one told me not to inhale--I took one drag and puked all over the side of my house!
i love this! i used to want to smoke so badly as a middle-schooler that i would roll up notebook paper and smoke it. it was super gross, as you can imagine. should've foreseen the 14+ year pack-a-day habit that would follow...
great opening chapter for the book that i will not stop bugging you about. cin and i both LOVE your autobiographical posts. two of your most avid readers.
so there.
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