Cigarettes
It has recently come to my attention that Meg is going to quit smoking. So I said that if she quit, I was going to have to also, because when she is around, me and her share cigarettes. Well, since she isn't here right now, Rodney bought me a pack. See, Samantha is always telling me that I ought to quit because it's not good for me. She said that they stink too. And they sting her eyes sometimes. It made me feel realy bad. Well anyway. About the pack that Rodney bought me the other day. I only smoke like 3 cigarettes a day. One when I wake up, one in the afternoon sometime, and one when I go to bed. So by this morning when I woke up wanting a cigarette, I only had 6 missing from the pack. I went go go get the cigarettes to smoke one, and they weren't there! I looked all over the place for them. I asked Sam, and she started rolling on the floor laughing so hard, I thought she was going to pee her pants. So I knew something was up. I heard Sonia in the bathroom, singing to herself. I asked Sam what was going on, and she continued laughing. I decided to go check on her and see what was up. I get into the bathroom, and Sonia is looking into the toilet like something is really interesting. I looked in there, and there is a bunch of tobacco, and some paper. I grab the pack from her, and there is one cigarette left in the pack. The rest are sitting in the toilet soaking. Sonia looks at me like she's all proud of herself. "Mommy," she says, "Cigarettes go down the hole." I think that's a sign that Sonia wants me to stop smoking too. I smoked the last one.