And, while I remember, I've never been able to take my kids to the pub because the smoke irritates their lungs should be met with the Lion's Roar from Kung-Fu Hustle.
If you have a PUB, sell it.
"Don't you find that it's so much nicer coming home from the pub and not stinking like an ashtray?"
I go along with that one. After all, the only reason I go to the pub is so I can come home reeking like a blitzed brewery.
Feel free to replace "brewery" with "Parisian knocking-shop" if you prefer.
As a non-smoker from a place which already has implemented the smoking ban, it's about the worst thing for global warming possible... All those patio heaters being installed near pubs as we speak.
If they are banning cigs to make the air more pure then I think those who fart in pubs should be fair game. We should be allowed to set fire to their arse. They think smoking is unsociable? What about people that use the pub toilet to go for a crap? Now THAT is nasty.
Good point. I was cursing the smoking ban at a Fall gig last month. Every time anyone in that very crowded room farted, everyone within a three meter radius started dry-retching. I was desperate for someone to light a fag to mask the smell of bottom bakeries which kept opening all around the theatre. No one did. Not even Mark Smith.
I'm rather less concerned about farts than I am about arseholes, with which Britain is sadly overburdened...
Mark E Smith being an example...
Mission accomplished non-smoker to fag-dragging insurgents:-
You have slipped out for a puff or two leaving me to mind your drink and either alone or with that mate of yours that I never liked much. I spat in your pint. But being a smoker you won't notice any difference in the taste. May the nicotine lunge at your lungs. Admit your defeat. Give up.
And that, in essence, is what I'm talking about.
Why is it that smokers want to reserve all the choice in the matter for themselves?
Smoking is just the most selfish indulgence there is, practised by the most selfish people.
One would think that people would calm down, given the complete victory of the non smokers. Why continue to get upset?
This is why I reach for my revolver.
Our victory is not complete until the last cigarette has been stubbed out on the last reeking, wheezing, coughing half corpse. If you want to know what is going to be your destiny, my furry lunged friends, I suggest you read The Last Smoker in America by Garrison Keillor. (I've given you the link as perhaps your trembling hands can still manipulate a mouse.) http://www.amazon.com/We-Are-Sti...s/dp/
0140131566.
You will see the piled up cartons of cigarettes burning in the malls. See, but without being able to inhale the fumes.
You will be forced to wear nicotine coloured clothing (in fact, you probably do anyway).
Bond villain laugh.
As I pointed out to my lesbian-infatuated readership only last week, oral sex is far more likely to give you cancer than cigarettes, but I don't see people being asked to step outside before going down on each other, do you?
John Brissenden - we're not talking about personal health but social responsibility.
The sight of mutual muff munching induces retching and nausea.
The sight of wet and shivering smokers induces glee and schadenfreude.
No - you're talking about social responsibility, we're talking about mutual muff-munching, which I always thought rather added to the gaiety of nations.
The sight of mutual muff munching induces retching and nausea....
Good God, KB, you're having a go at the lesbians now. Smokers, muff munchers, is nobody safe from your censorious eye?
It's not just the sight, it's the sound too.
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