Actually, BDodgy, you don’t really need to add sarcasm tags. Most people on the board can identify written sarcasm.
Obviously, you can’t, but most people can.
(This is a smilie so you know what is said, is said in jest - just trying to help you out) —> 
:rolleyes:
Jack I ll through a cushion on you!!! evil look - actually looks like a serial killer
(and if that doesnt help I m gonna through a plate)
Stonars are such peaceful ppl…
Peace Love… and I forgot…
Watch out for the sarcsam tags?
None found?
Well… I was totally serious about this wiggles toes
and I ve got nice socks
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Yuck I just noticed how “forcedly funny” my stupid post sounds and I cant get into the edit function…
grrrr…
Well… just sing my last post instead of reading it. That might add to the “nice” factor.
sigh
Can I blame it on still being a lil ill???
loons
After spending years ragging my mother about black lung and heart disease, when Iwas 16 i wanted to be cool one night at a party. That very first night I smoked a pack, and I smoked a pack or more every day thereafter for 26 years, with two feeble attempts at quitting, until 26 days ago, when I quit for good.
I’m very happy. 
It was Christmas Eve and I was a little bit wobbly. In fact, I was wobbly and wet due to seasonal precipitation of biblical proportions. Having worked out the intricacies of the front door, I wound my merry way past the Christmas tree, negotiated past the little pile of presents creeping across the floor and arrived at the roaring fireplace with a view to drying out my trousers.
Before long, I became distracted by the cards on the mantelpiece and forgot what I was there for. Shortly there after, I found myself smoking - a lot. Thankfully, it was only for a few minutes (a drunken hopping while swiftly undressing dance) and I haven’t smoked since. It can seriously damage your credibility.
I was highly depressed the summer I was 17…my aunt had just died, my boyfriend had cheated on me then left me for the girl, and my two best friends and confidantes moved to Pittsburg. Plus I was insanely bored. So I smoked for lack of anything better to do. I’m 18 years old and it’s been over a year…I managed to quit for 4 months, but I’m back again 
I never thought it was “cool” acutally…I prefer to not smoke w/lots of people around, I feel really really bad when the smoke blows into their faces
I was actually smoking dope first. So, one night when I was stoned and someone offered me a smoke (cig), I kinda liked the extra dizzy feeling. It complemented the high. What a dope! It would take twenty-seven years before I found the will to quit.
Ummmmm…interesting website 
It’s True! I started smoking 19 years ago, and now I’m only 14 years old!
I guess I’ve tried a lot of cigarettes, but can’t say I ever started smoking.
The first time was at 13, and they passed one around waiting for the schoolbus. They said I bogeyed it, which means got it too wet on the end, and after that I didn’t dare try one for a couple of years.
The first time I smoked I was seventeen. I had a very hard time making friends at that age, so when a girl I was hanging out with for the first time suggested it, I gladly took a cigarette. It was a menthol and I couldn’t light it at first. By the time I had smoked about half of it I was too dizzy too stand up. A few drags later I threw up all over the movie theater parking lot. Naturally, I took up the habit immediately. I don’t necessarily regret it. I made a lot of friends that way and now that I’m 20 I have stopped for over three months. All in all, a pretty good experience.
Actually I think I’m just like the OP guy. I smoked weed first. One of my best buddies, still is, would hand me smokes and say “hey try this–it’ll help your buzz kick in.” I kinda enjoyed it. At first I only smoked 1 or 2 ciggarettes a day, then 3 or 4, 5 or 6… Now I’ve been smoking a pack a day, or slightly less, now for 4 years. I do wish I hadn’t started. Bad habit–but enjoyable (hmmph!).
Well, my parents both smoked-my mom was back on More 100’s(those annoying brown dogrocket-looking things) about one year after I was born. I dodn’t really start in earnest until college, when, coincidentally, my coffee intake went through the roof. Smoked through college-the year in Europe didn’t help much-and decided to quit when the stress from my first REAL job got to be too much, and affecting my health.
That was two years ago, and I haven’t had much use for coffee since then either.
One good thing it did get me was a bunch of new friends who I would never have met otherwise-who the hell else is going to be outside in 25-degree weather during finals if not to blacken their lungs. Met my wife that way, too.
Why did I start smoking?
I wanted to commit suicide, but wasn’t really in a big hurry.
Actually, that’s not really that far off from the truth. I was a disaffected suicidal teen looking for a way of dropping as many hints as possible that I was fucked up without actually having to go through with the suicide attempt. So I started smoking as a ‘warning sign’.
Thirteen years later, I’m relatively well-adjusted (yeah, well, I said relatively) but I’m still smoking.