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Dude, you're asthmatic. Believe it or not, it can kill you. Pick a new sin.
Any would be better. And remember, when you get old, retired and to responsible to party, it won't be the bowls that you've toked, the beers you drank, or highs you've had, that make you smile in rememberence. Those memories are almost always stemming from a sweet piece o' a$$!
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The sad thing is... as you get older you come to realize that you don't so much pilot your life, as you just try to hold on, in a screaming, defiant ball of white-knuckle anxious fury 
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