Since we seem to be into sneaking the smokes stories today, I wanted to tell
you about a few weeks at the dinner table when my daughter, hubby, and I were
finishing up dinner and they were talking about taking the truck down to
Rockingham the next day. DH’s best friend was going also, and is a heavy
smoker. DH was going on about how his friend would not be allowed to smoke in
his truck, that no-one was ever allowed to smoke in his truck, that no-one HAD
ever smoked in his truck. You have to understand that my DH had his nose broke
many years ago in seven places. His sniffer is still broken in many instances
although he denies it. My daughter just looked at him and finally said, ‘Dad,
someone’s been smoking in your truck for years.’ Well, he got that indignant
look on his face and said ‘no way!’ Well, the jig was up so I fessed. I told
him that I had smoked in his truck just about every time I got in it (alone of
course) with the windows rolled down so the stink wouldn’t be too bad.
Obviously my daughter could smell it but he couldn’t. My daughter and I ended
up practically rolling on the floor laughing cuz I kept saying ‘I’m SO sorry, I
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