The Dangers of Smoking

This happened a number of years ago. It was a hot August afternoon in the Southwest and I was driving home after a day of swimming with my new sweetie. She was looking very fine in her teeny , tiny bikini and all I had on was a pair of cutoffs. As we drove back to her place, stealing glances back and forth, I took a cigarette from a pack in my visor. Suavely placed it between my lips and with my thumb cooly flicked a wooden match into flame...unfortunately I also managed to "cooly flick" the burning sulpher head off of the match. Where, speeding along at 40 MPH, I watched it fall onto my most prized possesions, that had apparently found their way out of the leg of my cutoffs. Now I don't know wether it was the terrifying swerving of my Volkswagon, my high pitched screams, or the torrent of swearing that followed, but for some reason, she didn't invite me in...love hurts.