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post #90
bio: elanamatic
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9/29/2004
10:24

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09.29.04

No, I am not sick. Well, not physically. I am sickened however by this website. Dedicated to giving smoker's a voice and funded by the Canadian Tobacco Manufacturers' Council.

I first heard about it on the news last night while sitting in the doctor's office and nearly choked to death on my own disbelief. Clearly Big Tobacco has way too much time and money on their nicotine-stained hands. I am almost more disgusted by this cyberbullshit than I am by the plumes of smoke that billow out of the mouths of the wrinkled and addicted.

I admit to having had my share of cigarettes in my day... but each time I bring one to my lips, no matter how sauced or caffeinated I was, I always knew it was wrong. Even then, I never had sympathy for the hardcore smokers who tried to argue that there is nothing wrong with smoking. Never mind the impact to your own evolving body, what about those around you? And the smell? And disease? And stains? And wrinkles? Yuck.

Whatever happened to Smush it? You know that commercial where they borrow the song and moves from Salt n Pepa? (Sorry, I can't seem to find a link to it anywhere.. )



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