On Cloven

So at the bonfire, Bob offered me a puff of her clove cig... I don't smoke, can't stand the taste, but... Either I was really gone, or they did taste pretty good... and the lip licking afterwards was sweet... So I kept puffing back and forth... Unfortunately, I could see that becoming a habit, and those things are pricey.

Then again, as I was driving home... I realized that not only were my eyes feeling like sandboxes, I was having a hard time drawing a decent breath. I'll pin that on the cloves, thank you very much, and not take up the habit.

Still, on occasion...

Post a new comment
4 comments

Log in

On Cloven

Error