Normally I let Spork do the ranting, but over the weekend while we were buying a stand for our replacement tv, I glanced up and saw that the price of a carton of name brand cigarettes has gone up to $50. I actually yelled, 'FIFTY DOLLARS!" and startled the poor cashier. Ages ago, when I worked in a grocery store, I couldn't believe people were willing to shell out $20 a carton, but $50? No way!
Now don't get me wrong, all the PC-police that want to tell other adults what they are allowed to do with their own bodies can just get bent. But my inner cheapskate nearly fell over and died at the thought of $5 a pack cigarettes. Yowza! I guess I finally found the one benefit of suffering serious migraines during adolescence: I couldn't stand to be around any type of smoke, so I never once tried smoking.
$50!?! Great googley-moogley.
4 comments:
cant.... type.... tears... in... eyes... (sniff) so proud
Was it the rant or the inner cheapskate that made you misty?
heh
Both.
My blog is just so emotionally charged. ;)
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