As much as I would like to blame Staple1161 for bringing over two packs of colts while we weekend-bendered, it’s on me for saying ‘yes’ to the proffered cigar. Over and over.
Now, 3 weeks later and I am still scraping together cash to ‘sneak’ a pack of Talon’s. FFS.
Had nothing for two days, then bought a pack on my way to work. I seem to want to smoke when drunk and working (not together).