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Jeff, I quit my three packs a day, thirty years ago. I'm damsure I'd be dead if I had not quit when I did. Couldn't even sneak up on my wife without her hearing me coughing as I was coming down the street. I wouldn't wear a shirt if it didn't have a pocket for my Salems and I burned a butt before my feet hit the floor in the morning. I LIKED IT! I was watching football, drinking beer, at a neighbor's when I ran out of smokes so I just quit. It was 'way past time and I guess that if I could quit, anyone can. You just have to want to.
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Karlos
"In the Land of the Pigs, The Butcher is King"
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