Last night I slipped on a bar of soap and landed at the B.P. all night shop with a box of Aspen 20’s in my hand.
The Nicotine Monster is amazing like that. He doesn’t only take over one’s body, but feeds you false and convincing information like: “Well at least Aspen is R15 cheaper than my usual Styvie Blues”. Next stop: Nicotine Hell. Now I’m left with the post battle scars, all kinds of guilt (Catholic kind included) & realization that this is no little garden variety monster but a cold blooded tokoloshe kind.
Eish wena, what’s a girl do when trying to vanquish this evil Monster Fucker?
I have now enlisted the power of the Almighty Patrick Holford and his book:
“How to Quit and not feel S**T’
The sketch of Mr. Holford’s book is done on recycled paper.
I may be killing myself, but by god I’m saving the planet.
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