Thursday, April 01, 2021

peppermint crush

heya


well, here we are in that most perplexing of times, look you see. april is notorious for causing distress, for all at once it is so that a quarter of the year gone becomes a third of it. one thing i have noted, for i cannot escape it, is that which i was always warned of is true; "time" appears to feel like it passes all the quicker the older you get. memories of what has been before (for one does not have memories of what is to come) seem to be forever disjointed and outside of a vague, coherent or chronological nature. 

but, anyway, this post is meant to be a good deal more about fags rather than such mentioned above. please note, especially you Americans, that "fags" in the proper use of the word references cigarettes, and nothing else. should you have been searching for some other variation of understanding of that term, such is not here. i would say sorry, but i am not, as it happens. 

a simple dream it is that i and so many others have. this shared dream is, of course, finding the details of someone, be it a shop or individual, that can get their hands on loads and loads of less than officially imported cigarettes which they sell equally at profit to themselves and at a greater lower price to us than what we have to pay at the shops. of course such is a bit of a legal grey area, but needs must, and people that smoke tend to get very heavily punished for doing so off of taxes and that. 


distressingly, sadly, or alas even, i have yet to make the acquaintance of such an entrepreneur, or become a patron of a retailer who offers this bespoke service. i hope to do so soon. but, for now, in the mean time, a somewhat distant occasional colleague, and i would like to think friend, has indeed achieved such a business relationship. 

in a very welcome act of kindness, this chum of a colleague gave me (as a gift) a packet of the fags what he likes and buys somewhere south of half of the listed UK shelf price. he had an abundance of them as he bought more whilst forgetting he had a stash. extremely generous to share most outrageous fortune. 

granted, the fags offered as a gift were not the usual sort of thing i would indulge. but, dear reader, for a smoker, cigarettes are quite like pizza, or that sort of thing (sex). there is no such thing as a "bad" version of them, and if they are free or no strings and conditions attached then they are even better. 


omega ice blue superslims peppermint capsule fags, then. bit of a mouthful, really, compared to marlboro, or even marlboro. but who am i to judge what counts as a proper name, after all. i suspect that people (like my chum) probably just refer to them as omegas, for why would you use the full tilt formal name. 

how are they? well, this is where any sort of review thing falls over a bit. so, or thus, far, no, i have not tried one of them yet. my plan is to hold them in some form of "reserve", to have in an emergency. yes, quite like some other packs of these "super slim" fags what Spiros got me. 

but let me not deny you (if you are interested) all the technical specifications of tar, nicotine and all that good stuff. here, behold an image of what it says is in the box. also not sure why they say ice blue as i would not define peppermint so, but of course i am not expert. 


all of that is, i have every confidence, a reasonable and decent amount of each ingredient, or side effect or affect if that is the right one to use. exactly how relevant that carbon monoxide thing is would be a matter i have no certainty on. how, for instance, does it compare to cars or buses or similar sources of this thing which is probably not great to inhale. ask that lass off of Sweden what goes off on one now and then with a temper tantrum, i would presume or imagine. 

with regards to the damage (or destruction) done by smoking (it is generally poor for health matters so do not do it), a quite interesting thing is happening. now that the invisible war on the new plague is being kind of won (via vaccinations for coronavirus), there is a trifle of distress and discontent about the mooted idea of people needing to show proof of vaccination before entering pubs and clubs. some who decry any infringement of liberty which they happen to agree with are saying this is unfair. i see. smokers, who smoke and prolonged exposure might (and probably will) do some damage to others around them in the long term, were exiled from such to general agreement and little resistance. and yet now they want someone with coronavirus (or what you will call it) to be allowed to just wander around, where exposure to them for around (credit Andy Warhol) fifteen minutes could leave you very ill, perhaps fatally so, in a relatively short space of time. undoubtedly this all makes sense to someone somewhere, but apparently not moi

just ban everyone from everything, i think, is the long term solution to the above and similar matters. that way it is so that either everyone has something to complain about or no one does. 


gifts of this nature have become oddly recurring ever since i embarked on my somewhat unexpected but perhaps ultimately inevitable new stint at once again living the single life. no, i do not have a young free and single t-shirt off of (ooooh) Gary Davies (on your radio) and i doubt they do them in my size, but maybe i should email him. a mere, or just a day after the kindness of the fag incident, another similar colleague and chum of distance offered me some posh chocolates. granted, they were off of or out of the reduced to clear section, but still posh and kind. 

yes, i am quite aware that some would be of a mind to interpret men offering other men this particular kind of cigarette, and of course chocolates, in quite a specific way. there is every chance i am responsible for such. when addressing questions of why i am now single (theoretically) once more, i concluded that a quick and easy response would be to say that "all of us, in some way, have been inspired by the bravery and courage of Philip Schofield". no, this is not the case for me at all, but i do have a habit of sounding more convincing than i wished to be when uttering things like that. and also people shall believe what they wish to, in the end. 

right, i think that is all i can write of these fags without actually smoking them, and then some. should it ever be the case that i crack them open and give them a go, then yes, maybe, perhaps i shall add some further comments. possibly.



be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






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