Just Been for a Walk .....

More like a Route March. Or Forceful Invasion, actually. I was Unstoppable!

In fact, I just 'strolled' up to see Pat. Something, with all the ice and shit, I haven't done for ages. And that mean't walking right up the track, to the road and beyond.

Last time I ever walked up that damn track? I was resigned to the fact that, one day, it would kill me. It has a slope at the top and dragging one foot after another, as my heart pounded and my lungs burned, was a sure sign that I was fucked.

Now, of course, I haven't smoked a single fag since ..... what? November? Something like that. And now I'm fucking Superman! I strode out my gate and simply never broke my stride till I got to Pat's place! I was like a fucking Land Rover, chewing my way up that slope! My huge and powerful lungs effortlessly sucking in so much oxygen, plants were wilting as I strode by. What a fucking rush!

So, there we have it, peeps. If ye Still smoking, even after all we've tried to tell ye here, about Snus? I really don't know what else I can say. But, I'm the living proof of it. Maybe just three months off the fags, after a life time hard at them. I feel like a younger, fitter man. And I haven't gained a gram in weight either.

The choice is yours.