I was at a bar tonight and the classic “I don’t smoke, but let me borrow 57 cigarettes” crew was out in force. I smoke when I drink, I go up to four days a pop w/ nothing, but when I go out, I buy a pack. I got hit up for 7 nicosticks in 5 mins. when some dude asked me for one. Normally, I would have said “go pound sand”, but at cialis without prescription this point it was a free for all. I handed him one and he said, “This dude is cool, first one to give me a smoke in 3 hours.” Then he handed me a $20. The heavens opened up and smiled on my miserable self. This is proof good things happen to bad people. For all the times I warded off a homeless bum on High Street with a cancer stick, I finally got redemption. This of course means that something bad is lurking around the bend…but for once, Coen wins. Take that, life!