From experience I know that many smokers don't like the smell of smoke in a "room". As to why a smoker cares more about smoke in his car than in his lungs, I imagine it's because he can neither smell his lungs nor see what cigarette smoking does to his insides.
"O proud left foot, that ventures quick within Then soon upon a backward journey lithe. Anon, once more the gesture, then begin: Command sinistral pedestal to writhe. Commence though then the fervid Hokey-Poke. A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl. To spin! A wilde release from heaven's yoke. Blessed dervisih! Surely canst go, girl. The Hoke, the poke – banish now thy doubt Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about."
(Though the verse was posted to the Reduced Shakespeare Company's Facebook page,
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Cos he told his wife he'd quit?
Perhaps!
She'll smell it in his hair anyway. This ruse works better for bald men, I would think.
Maybe he's the smoker I used to know, whose non-smoking brother allowed him to borrow his car but only on condition that he didn't smoke in it.
From experience I know that many smokers don't like the smell of smoke in a "room". As to why a smoker cares more about smoke in his car than in his lungs, I imagine it's because he can neither smell his lungs nor see what cigarette smoking does to his insides.
I scoured the Internet looking for you Avatar image, Artemis, but I couldn't find it.
I really wanted to see it in its full glory!
Here it is, just for you!
"The Hokey Pokey"
Shakespearean Style
"O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence though then the fervid Hokey-Poke.
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from heaven's yoke.
Blessed dervisih! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke – banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about."
(Though the verse was posted to the Reduced Shakespeare Company's Facebook page,
That the following is a quote from Cicero, is apparently apocryphal but I like it anyway.
1. The poor, work & work.
2. The rich, exploit the poor.
3. The soldier, protects both.
4. The taxpayer, pays for all the three.
5. The wanderer, rests for all the four.
6. The drunk, drinks for all the five.
7. The banker, robs all the six.
8. The lawyer, misleads all the seven.
9. The doctor, kills all the eight.
10. The undertaker, buries all the nine.
11. The politician lives happily on account of all the ten
I loved the Hokey-Pockey! I thoroughly enjoyed the musical version too. Thank you, B3.
http://www.gregbartholomew.com/hokey.html
As for "Cicero", some of his ideas are a bit amusing: doctors who simply kill!
B3 A past work colleague had this on the wall in his section not sure who wrote it originally.
Rags make Paper
Paper makes Money
Money makes Banks
Banks make Loans
Loans make Beggars
Beggars make Rags