i'll never forget
back in the early seventies......we followed a fire truck down to west island (fairhaven) because i lived down there and wanted to see who's house was on fire... ok
well, we get down there and the shows about over so we are leaving... heading back to town ...smoke was getting into our car....
i flicked a cigarette butt out the window onto the dirt road ...or so i thought... actually it bounced off the door frame
and came back inside the car landing right inside my coat pocket.
the car was full of smoke from the fire....and yet no matter how far we drove away....the car continued to fill up with smoke....as i had no idea the coat i had on was on fire.... lol until finally i felt the heat...
it was pretty darn funny though to everyone else... but the fire hole in my coat wasn't ... i quit smoking not long afterwards.
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