I recently went to a doctor who, after saying, "You don't look like a smoker", gave me a 20 minute speech about quitting smoking. Although I should have, I didn't point out the obvious extra hundred pounds he was carrying on his barrel chested frame. His neck looked like a pack of hot dogs.
I probably did more damage to my health with last month's Mayo slathered turkey sandwiches (on white bread) than I did with smoking. Who knows.
But I'm with Yunkman. You just don't smoke around kids, ever.
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