So, I went out for lunch with a rather stellar old school chum yesterday. We had a stellar time, a good old gossip, I got horrendously drunk and she picked up the tab, I think it was about a blow job short of the perfect date.
But the curious thing was her smoking. She smoked before, during and after the meal and it didn't bother me in the slightest. I didn't even realise it until I got home. And my clothes didn't stink, either.
So I say to all of you killjoys who bitch about people smoking in public, in the great outdoors: chill, live and let live, it's all good.
Oh, and fuck off, you fascist cunts.