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NW-Bound · 05-25-2009, 07:24 PM

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Originally Posted by haha

I've put away a lot of bacon, and except when I have gained weight lifting weights I never weigh over 155#.
Ha

I was referring to the people who do nothing to burn off the bacon.

You appear to walk a lot. And all that waltzing doesn't hurt either.

PS. I mentioned bacon only as a symbolic representation of high-calorie food, which is not bad if one does physical work to burn it off. Peasants in other countries eat a lot of fatty food, yet stay healthy. The Provençal (French southerners) have some greasy food that would make one shudder. They live a happy long life however, working the land and tending to their vineyard.

unclemick · 05-25-2009, 09:21 PM

Death before dishonour - I gave up smoking, drinking, and lot of my high fat, high salt and seasoned New Orleans foods -

But they can pry my ignition keys out of my cold dead hands before I'll give up my gas sucking Chevy with big wide tires. Er or however the quote goes.

Give me burnt rubber or give me death.

heh heh heh -

Mill · 05-26-2009, 12:11 AM

I started smoking cloves a couple years ago at 25 because I noticed a girl at a bar was impressed with it, and struck up a conversation with some dude because he smoked them. They tasted good...sugar on the tips, smelled like insence, plus it was a good social tool, being that clove smoking is uncommon.

Then I ran out one day, tried marlboro lights and couldnt get used to the absense of "flavor". Discovered menthol, and switched over. I enjoy smoking for the time being, it gives me a chance to get out of the office, and take a break. I havent had any desire to quit, but I try to be frugal, and I do get a little ticked off at the waste of money.

leftbucket · 05-26-2009, 08:34 AM

Smoking has become a bizarre sort of status symbol at my work
(fire department).

Because of occupational cancer presumption laws, my department banned smoking for uniformed employees, on or off duty, in 1984. Anyone working prior to 1984 was grandfathered in. Anyone hired after, myself included, that is caught smoking anywhere can be fired. Thus, by now, anyone at work that can still smoke is automatically one salty, respected veteran.

I hate smoking with a passion. I've lost grandparents to it, and I've given
enough nebulizer treatments to late stage emphysema patients in the
back of an ambulance to last two lifetimes. Despite all this, when I see
an old salt barking orders through the corner of his mouth with a lucky
or a stogie in the other corner, I cannot help but think about how
timelessly cool that looks.

-LB