http://www.killsometime.com/videos/18438/Base-Jumper-Trips-and-Falls-Off-The-Building Apparently, the guy isn't dead.
You can see the guy is wearing a chute... surprised anyone thought it was anything other than a goofy entry into a base jump.
My parents didn't need to get cancer for me to say fuck that shit, all they had to do was smoke around me all the time and make me feel like I was in a deprivation tank when they smoked in the car and then listen to my dad in the morning sounding like he was going to barf trying to get the phlegm out of his throat. The cherry on top was when I was in college and the first time I got back after having visited them a few days all my stuff smelled like cigarettes and that was something that I never even realized was an issue until I was away from the literally toxic environment for awhile. The other day I was at a tree nursery looking at their holiday stuff and they also had some wood burning to show off that they also sell firewood, and it wasn't long before I had to GTFO because I was getting flashbacks.
I think that's a joke at that place, there are other clips of BASE jumpers pretending to trip and fall off that same building.
I once rode in a car with my friend's parents smoking and the window cracked an inch. It was only like a 30 min trip, but I felt flat-out ill for a bit.
That's how we rolled back in my day - the windows rolled up tight, both parents smoking like chimneys, the seat belts either cut out or tucked into the seats so they wouldn't "get in the way", broken crank windows, and a radio that was only a.m and got about 4 stations. For variety, the folks would drive with the back window of our Chevrolet station wagon rolled down, sucking in fresh air but mostly exhaust fumes. At least then we could vomit out the back when we felt sick.
I feel like everyone's mom drove one of those piece of shit station wagons. I used to think sitting in the rear-facing seat was awesome. Those cars were complete eye sores.
Ours had a hole in the passenger side floor. Then we upgraded to a 1985 Honda Civic with no power steering because dad wanted to save $25.
For those of you trying to quit, have you tried vaping? This lady I share an office with says she "vapes" and apparently you can add any amount of nicotine you want to the flavor of vape you want to smoke. I keep seeing these pop-up vape bars at the mall and I never knew what they were until she explained it to me. It smells pretty good, but the concept as a whole kind of creeps me out.
I hate to point this out, but if you've quit dozens of times... you haven't really quit. I smoked for a lot of years and legitimately quit three times. The first was cold turkey, the second was with Chantix and the last (I don't smoke now) was a quick gradual stop. Chantix worked really well for me, within a couple of days, I had no desire to smoke and by day six I was done. I didn't stay on it because of the side effects. The last time when I did it gradually, I still smoked at work for about a week but didn't smoke at home. After my stash was gone, I bummed one or two but by then I could smell it and I was done. And not only the smell, I could taste things again & they didn't even taste "good" anymore. No matter what method you choose, you have to have made up your mind to quit or nothing will work (or work for long).
I vividly remember my parents smoking right at the dinner table with me, EVERYBODY smoked in the 70's and 80's and it was before they established second hand smoke as unhealthy. My parents still quit when I was young but when you look back, the places they could smoke were crazy. Not just restaurants and shopping malls, but fucking AIRPLANES. Imagine being trapped in a flying steel Bingo hall in the sky. At my college, some of the desks in the older wings still have the ashtrays built into them.
I can't believe everyone has left this comment alone. That's some straight up kinky shit if you're wife is watching five guys rail you while you eat a sandwich.
I haven't seen it suggested yet here, but I did the patch and it worked well for me. First day I put it on, went to the bar and got really drunk (which usually bumped my smoking #'s way up) and didn't have one the entire night. After that it just got easier and easier with two minor instances that were brought on by sudden emotional moments that I could only calm myself down from by lighting up. The only real side effect from this method that I've heard talked about is that if you leave it on while you're sleeping, you end up having really intense vivid dreams since your body is still processing the nicotine at night. ^This. Like you I had "quit" a handful of times before the last, so I thought it wasn't that big of a deal, but if you keep relapsing into whatever you were doing before than you haven't really quit. You really have tobe in the mental mindset of it being the last time once and for all for it to really work.
This, my grandma smoke 2 packs a day from like 14 to 78. When my grandpa got really sick and was in ICU, my grandma never took care of herself and put herself in ICU, she was in there for a week or so and they had her on the patch because she was hooked up to tubes and couldn't move. When she was off the tubes the doctor said you either stop smoking or you will not see your great granddaughter grow up for very long. She hasn't looked at a cigarette since.
I'm disappointed by how difficult it was for me to find a copy of that image that had the apostrophe. Kids these days.
Subtlety is lost on some people, apparently. Not everything that is witty or humorous has to knock you over like a truck.
I quit over a year ago and still consider myself an addict because there are times when I'm tempted to drive to the corner store but stop myself. Any other time I am extremely glad that I quit. The most important thing to do when you quit is to EAT HEALTHY. After you get by the super-tough first three months you'll start feeling so much better and realize you made the right decision. I still get irritated at snooty non-smokers who get pissy when someone lights up outside fifty feet from them. Right, that single cigarette is ruining your day, and not the countless cars zipping past blowing ungodly horrible poison at a thousand times that rate. I never see anything but smokers who go out of their way to not bother anybody with their habit. They can't even smoke on BAR PATIOS of private businesses here now. Opinions vary, but that seems a bit much too me. You're no longer treating adults like adults anymore.
Both of my parents smoked massive amounts as did one of my brothers and my sister. She went cold turkey when she got pregnant the first time and I think my brother still smokes. In our lunge room growing up you could walk in and be able to tell how long either mum or dad had been in there by the different layers of smoke hanging there, it was disgusting. To this day I've still never tried one. The biggest one that fucks me off though is in public places with a high volume of people passing through and you have to walk passed people who spark up halfway along the track.