No, but I could go to the 7-11 with a note from my Mom and buy a pack of cigarettes.
“No, but I could go to the 7-11 with a note from my Mom and buy a pack of cigarettes.”
Ha! I thought I was the only one who had to make that particular run to the store. I still remember handing the handwritten note with “Please sell my son two packs of cigarettes”*** scrawled across it.
***(filtered menthols, of course)
I *also* remember the time a friend of mine and I slipped in pack of Swisher Sweet cigars and proceeded to smoke the entire pack that afternoon. (To be followed shortly thereafter by a green-gilled promise that I would never, ever smoke again.)