Back when I was a kid, my friends and I stole a few cigarettes from our parents and met in our fort in the woods to try it out. I was doing great, and no doubt looking like a really sophisticated 11 year, until my friend, Candy, told me to INHALE. Well I did and a coughing fit ensued that nearly expelled my lungs right onto the dirt floor.
That day was the beginning, and the end, of my days as a smoker.
As I read about the hazards of vaping and not one, but TWO fellow classmates of mine who’ve died (in their 50s) of lung cancer, I thank God for Candy who told me to inhale. Had I not, I might have ended up a lifelong smoker. Alas, Candy’s lungs didn’t mutiny and she kept the habit up.
Kids, don’t be inhaling shit into your lungs. You’ll be needing them later.