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Originally posted by anti fishstick
well i remember i was 5 or something and getting burnt by my dad's cigarette butt and i completely hated smoking (and still do). we were going to the local fairgrounds and i was holding my mom's hand and my dad was on the other side of me and his cigarette was perfect level to my hand :T
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I have a very similar memory. My dad was walking next to me and it burnt my ear when the ember broke off as the smoke touched my ear. He was so sorry about that. I remember I got ice cream and wagon wheels cookies... mmmm