Achilles Lung Testo

Stop trying to pretend that you are going to stop ❝ you❝re either a smoker or you❝re not. You will keep on smoking for the rest of your life, and then you❝ll get cancer and then you❝ll die. I can stop whenever I please and anyway, I❝m immune to emphysema and heart disease. My diary says tomorrow is the day I quit and I❝m going to stick with that. I❝ll work my way down to the end of this pack, and then I❝m leaving this place and I❝m never coming back again. Little itches need no stitches but they bury you ❝ if you keep on scratching you❝ll go right through. Whiskey for the amputee is just the thing to ease the sting. I❝ll work my way down to the end of this pack, and then I❝m leaving this place and I❝m never coming back again. I❝ve got a list of things to get round to. I❝ve got a list of all the things I shouldn❝t do. I know it by heart, I❝ve got the damn thing in my pocket, but despite myself it❝s the middle of the night and I am round at your house again, trying to pretend that I am going to stop. I❝m either a smoker or I❝m not❦ You will keep on smoking for the rest of my life, and don❝t I know it: my favourite fatal weakness. I❝ll work my way down to the end of this pack, and then I❝ll leave this place and I❝m never coming back. I❝ll see you around, somewhere in town, or next time I❝m down, probably right here