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"Does smoking make you look cool?"

I say yes.

I'd be interested to hear your views.

Oh that'll be the book that I own and knew you were quoting from then.

Hedfix wrote:
> Great. And THAT'LL be why I didn't quote any since it's lost
> without the actual recordings/video/delivery/context/entire
> text.

It's a quote.. from a book.

I'd write up the entire book if you like, but I know about how people don't like reading things here that are too long

Vampyr wrote:
> sunglasses make you look cool.

This I agree with, I use the summer as an excuse to wear my Aviators; well, that and the fact the sun does glare down rather a lot as well.

I agree. But I hate when people where them when its not actually sunny.

no.

sunglasses make you look cool.

I can't believe Dringo went to the Bill Hicks tour.

Lucky he didn't have an ipod back then...

Great. And THAT'LL be why I didn't quote any since it's lost without the actual recordings/video/delivery/context/entire text.

It's bad enough when I quote Emo Phillips.

'everyone of them looks like it was made by god, rolled by jesus and moistened shut with claudia sciffer's p**sy'

Hedfix wrote:
"cue Bill Hicks stuff*

Thanks, and as advertised:

I love to smoke. To me, everything about smoking is cool. When
I hear ‘Kinda Blue’ by Miles Davis, a cigarette magically appears
in my hand, and I am THERE. Smoking is Miles Davis. Smoking
is Tom Waites. Smoking is Bob Dylan. Smoking is Keith Richards.
Billy Ray Cyrus does not smoke. Michael Bolton doesn’t smoke.
Paula Abdul doesn’t smoke. Is this clear? I’m not saying people who
don’t smoke aren’t cool – although there does seem to be a pattern.
I’m saying a lot of cool people smoke, and smoking is part of their
coolness. I know I surprised a few people when I toured the UK last
year. During the first tour, I was smoking and discussing my love of smoking onstage. By the time the second tour had begun, I had quit smoking, and all the people who liked what I did before seemed
genuinely hurt and betrayed. People were yelling ‘Judas!’ and ‘Traitor’ and throwing cigarettes at me onstage. It was like Dylan going electric. While it was all done in good fun – except the lit ones – I explained my new lifestyle quite ingeniously. (There’s nothing quite like a hail of burning embers raining down upon you to make you quick on your feet.) I told everyone the point of my old smoking routine was that I should have the right to smoke even if you think I SHOULDN’T. Now, I should have the right NOT to smoke even if you think I SHOULD. The point is – THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE. After explaining this to the audience, they calmed down somewhat. While cigarettes were still thrown fewer and fewer lit ones were flicked at my head.

I listened to that song you named for me 400 times in one day then proceeded to dream about fastfood all night. Now that's unhealthy.