Lung damage
The story of my first cig is way too boring, so here's another one about how I took my lungs to the limit.

I had a (very short) period when I smoked about 40 cigs a day and about 10 joints of pure low-grade weed.
How is that possible? It's not. As I regularly had bronchitis as a kid and not too good lungs as a result, the tar strain took its toll after about two weeks of such a diet.
It was like that:
I woke up and took a deep breath. Rather, I wanted to take a deep breath, because the next thing I felt was an excruciating pain in the chest, as if rings of steel were around it, restricting my breathing. Naturally, I was terrified and as the usual morning cough-up of brown slime didn't relieve the pain, I rushed, pardon, walked very slowly and carefully to the next hospital.
After having a look at the xray-pic of my chest, the doc said my lungs looked like the ones of a 70-yo smoker, who had smoked for 55 years. He prescribed me about 8 different medicines and sent me home.
I looked at all the antibiotics and other crap on the prescription, which would have cost me a fortune and decided I would only buy one drug which would make my breathing easier by expanding the bronchi.
So I took on a strict low-cal fruit-veg diet and with the help of these cheap pills coughed up all of the black stuff from inside my lungs in the next few weeks. I swore I would never smoke again.

As soon as I was healthy again (10 days max), I started smoking, but on a more moderate basis.

I quit smoking everything about 5 years later and I don't regret it.

(Sorry for unfunnyness... it really wasn't funny.)
( Zhmei HEY B3TA I WAS ON YOUR DINGY ISLAND AT LAST!1!, Mon 24 Mar 2008, 19:24, Reply)