Friday, Jun 16, 2006 at 01:30
Giving it up ................. piece of cake, did it around 87,652 time myself !
BUT.....
True Story here ..... I did gave it up about '86, after starting in '57 when I joined the Navy .............. after all, all the other wanna-be sailors were doing it !!
I went "cold turkey for a hot chick" ....on account she made the "like kissing an ashtray" comment.
She came and went, iffen you'll pardon the expression and in '91 my true love [and now my wife!] flew down from Cairns to join me in
Adelaide, hopped off the plane at 2 pm, leapt into my [then] Nissan Urvan and after exchanging 'pleasantries' we visited a few mutual friends in
Adelaide and departed 4 hours later for the drive to Cairns. Yes ... a committed woman !
Or so I thought ..........
Because she knew that I had stopped smoking the devil's weed, she also had [voluntarily] decided to stop smoking the moment she stepped off the plane! However to my surprise, I spied a CARTON of fags in her bag ...............
adroit questioning elicited the fact that she meant to buy just one PACKET for the flight down to
Adelaide but "forgot and inadvertantly bought a CARTON !"
Yeah, right ............
Being a caring and understanding partner I agreed that this was an understandable error and that no further action would be taken.
Yeah, right ............
Before we left
Adelaide we had visited some of her friends, one of whom insisted on feeding us, to fortify us for the long trip back to Cairns.
To cut a long story short .............. that 'dodgy vindaloo' and some find
Adelaide Reds reacted somewhat vigorously on me the next morning, neccessitating an emergency stop in the middle of nowhere. Thusly I scrambled frantically into the bushes with my trusty shovel ...... AND surreptitiously grabbed the afore-mentioned carton of fags.
An appropriately deep hole was dug, the carton of fags was deposited first then another more urgent deposit was made and both were then committed to Mother Earth ...... returned to the Urvan and set off again.
Then came the tricky bit ......... after my confession, it took about 2000 kms to finally get her agreement that 'it really was for the best' and that she would thank me in the end, if you'll pardon the expression.
Due to the extreme nature of the dodgy vindaloo it was mutually agreed that the carton was considered "irretrievable !!!"
Me and the Beagle had really indepth conversations for those 2000 kms !!!!
To her credit, SHMBO has not touched the evil weed to this day ...... that's willpower, hey ! And she even laughs about this story today, too.....
And, yep .. it is true.
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Follow Up By: Jo and Mark - Friday, Jun 16, 2006 at 11:49
Friday, Jun 16, 2006 at 11:49
Oh pedro that is just nasty!!!!!!!!!!
Damn good..... but nasty!!!!!
Cheers
Jo
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