Cigar
As is my prerogative, I will go off on a tangent.

I used to smoke cigars. A lot. It's tragic and obscene, but I did.

The worst part was that I used to do it as a student - it's a habit I picked up from a guy I did my placement with and it stuck with me for about a year.

A 19 year old smoking a cigar is **NOT** a good look, nor is it big or clever.

As the cigarette story, I'd only do it drunk when I though "Heyyyyy, how good do I look"...

Not very - I looked a prick.

I stopped abruptly one day when I was hammered in "O'Hagans" in Sheffield (sadly no longer there) when I was with friends who were tolerating my cigar. I was full of "Boston" beer and feeling good and "looking good" (Eye roll).

I was puffing away, like you do, and it was then and there that I chose to take a big drag down into my lungs.

And nearly died.

The lung burning sensation. The eye popping. The difficulty breathing. These were all ugly, excruciating and painful to me.

Hilarious to my friends, of course, who revelled in my pain and discomfort.

I'm sure you can picture a wide eyed, freaked out JTW clammering for air and clutching my chest.

I didn't feel good the next day and struggled to be able to talk all day as my throat was half closed and painful.

Did I get any sympathy? Uh. No. Meh.

I only smoked a cigar once after that about 5 years later while sat in a big old chair drinking port and brandy....

Felt like crap the next morning then too....
(james_tiger_woods is going to start his killing spree on the, Thu 20 Mar 2008, 16:30, Reply)