Since I'm lonely and bored as anything, and have nothing good to share, let me share the story of my conversion into a professional chronic Chain Smoker.

It all started in Middle School.

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Once I was in a gang with a neighbouring high school dude. Dude was high on smoke. Mom passed by the gang, she yelled at the smoking dude, wuni geyi ne 6 reth ti high school gemtes, deh kya chukh cxhakkan.

Dude yelled back, Kameuk gumand chui, let your son join the high school and see me turning him into a full time smoker.

Mom : tem cxhei armaan, I challenge you to do it.

Dude failed. I didn't smoke in high school. Not even thereafter until now. Even when my non-smoker friends would occasionally buy one just for fun, I'd fail to see any fun in giving it a shot. Only lately have I enjoyed few shots once in a month.

Inconvenience Regretted.