Christy’s First Ghostface
Friday nights are kinda slow around here… Paul works nights, I hate crowds and people in general, and I rarely remember that it’s Friday. So, after Paul went to work, I went to smoking the hookah.
Hookah is one of those vices that we probably should have stopped this year, but we
deluded convinced ourselves that smoking for recreational purposes and not for the nicotine high would be okay. So, we went to the smoke shop and got some Hydro Herbal Molasses.
The guy at the smoke shop was pretty dead set against us getting this stuff, because he insisted that shisha is not bad for your health. I can’t attest to the veracity of that statement, but have you ever smoked a bowl of shisha by yourself? Ugh… I prefer Hydro because the smoke is thicker, less harsh, tastes better and you don’t have to worry about overdoing it on the nicotine.
What is this, a post about hookah?! No, it’s supposed to be a post about how much better my smoke skills are than Paul’s. So, without further ado, I give you my attempts at smoking “tricks.”
What now, Paul?! “Take that! Take that! Take that!”