fortunatoyjacinto:

It doesn’t matter how big the warnings are; you could have cigarettes that were called the warnings, you could have cigarettes that come in a black pack, with a skull and a crossbone on the front, called Tumors, and smokers would be lined up around the block going, “I can’t wait to get my hands on these fucking things! I bet ya get a tumor as soon as you light up!”

[Denis Leary, “Drugs”, No Cure for Cancer, 1993.]