Mrs. Sunbather's husband died last week. They had been married for over 60 years and she is very, very sad, so I stopped by to visit and express my condolences.
The first thing I noticed when she answered the door is that it smelled smoky. The second thing I noticed after I walked in the door is that my eyes were watering and my throat was scratchy. The longer I sat there, the worse it got. I knew she didn't smoke and was starting to worry something might actually be on fire. Finally I asked, "Mrs. Sunbather, do you smell smoke?"
She looked at me a minute and confessed. "It's me. I decided I wanted a cigarette today so I bought some a little bit ago."
"Did it make you feel better?"
"No. That's why I smoked the whole pack."
88 years old and able to hotbox an entire pack of cigarettes in just a couple of hours. Impressive, to say the least!
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