Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Cig Story

When I was 15 my folks let me fly by myself to L.A., then El Paso. From there I took a bus across the border and eventually down to meet Dean in Chichihuahua Mex. On the plane between L.A. and El Paso, they brought me a dinner than had a package of cigarettes just like this mini box--same brand too. I was stunned. I tore them up so noone else could smoke them. I have not seen

1 comment:

ashleyboice said...

i love this post. And I love even more that teenage doug ripped up all of those cigs. I also love love the label for you post "listen kids"...hahaha