sometimes when i reflect back on all the ciggarettes i smoked, i feel ashamed. Then i look into the ciggarette and think abouth the workers in the ciggarette factory and all of their hopes and dreams. if i dont smoke this ciggarette, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered, Then i say to myself, its better that i smoke this ciggarette and let their dreams come true then be selfish and worry about my LUNGS... Think abt it.