On Friday night, I spent a spontaneous and spirited moment as a public-service announcement. I left a bar (with my friend – “Safety is no accident!”) and there were two guys smoking outside of it, with their non-smoking friend. Being me, I probably said hello and must have made some comment about smoking or something or maybe Friend did, because one guy spiked his cigarette into the remnants snow.* The other guy said, “Well, I haven’t had a cigarette in five weeks.” To which Friend said, “Well why start now?” But! I promptly quipped, “George Bush wants you to smoke.” Well! He threw it right down and smiled. So, I cheered him “YEAH!” and we immediately knew we had to chestbump for that. Then I chestbumped his buddy who previously threw down his smoke. And then I chestbumped the guy who doesn’t smoke, because hey, non-smoker! The last guy told me he was going to go all in for our bump. I embraced it, committing my total mass as well, and did not vomit all over him. And then we had a happy walk home.
The End.
*Littering is a secondary issue
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