Can’t be doing with tobacco me. Stinks, kills you and only looks cool if you yourself are cool. In summary, tobacco – rubbish.
I had some tobacco once. No, not two decades of passive smoking before leaving home, but one trip to Footlocker to buy some properly nice suede trainers, in about 2001. I’ve still got them in the wardrobe. I’m going to dig them out tomorrow and wander to the shop in them, like the 2001 version of me, albeit 14% less of an utter dickhead.
And if I feel as ace as I did back then, I’m going to break ranks and flip out my flexible friend and order myself some 2014 models from the lovely lads up at Triads.