Today, in the bathtub, (where some of my greatest brainstorms and ideas have occurred) somehow I thought about second-hand smoking. You know, you have to watch where you smoke because somebody could get an increased chance of lung cancer from your exhalations. Then I thought, well, if you can get lung cancer from somebody else’s smoke, what about those plastered people who walk by you reeking of 5 different kinds of liqueur? You know, smelling pungent enough to where you can get drunk by just one whiff of the chap. Well, can you get liver disease from that?
Makes you think!
