Pack of Smokes

I've been around for years. Way back before you were born. You can always find me at your corner store check out counter, gas station, bars, clubs, Duty Free Section at the airport. I absolutely compliment your favorite alcoholic beverage, line of coke, morning coffee, you name it - I go great with it. I'm almost like a side dish or a desert after every meal. I can do wonders for your hangover (besides my bestfriend Mary Jane). I love it when you wake up in the morning and the first thing you do is light me up. I especially adore it when you use me right after great sex. I get so pissed when you TRY to give me up on New Years Eve (every year) but I love it when you crave me when you're shit-faced, drunk at the end of the night. I can fit in your purse, pocket, backpack, bra, briefcase, rolled up in your sleeve... you name it I can fit in it. I have tons of nick-names: Lights, Menthol, Mediums, 100's, Slims, Regular, Unfilitered, Reds, Fags (if you're European), there are so many I can't think of all of them right now.