This is how I feel. It has been 30 days. And I still feel like a pirate hooker who just learned red lipstick is not becoming. Quitting smoking is kinda hard. But it's been 30 days. 30 days. 30 days. You know that commercial with the guy who is sitting on the tank of the toilet instead of the part of the toilet he is suppose to sit on? Yup. that's me.
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