Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 11, 2007 22:52:17 GMT -5
Tovarisch inhales, and holds in the smoke. His throat begins to burn, and he coughs madly, pushing the pipe away from his mouth.
"What the hell did you put in that thing? It sure wasn't tobacco!" Tovarisch said, his coughing growing less severe.
"What the hell did you put in that thing? It sure wasn't tobacco!" Tovarisch said, his coughing growing less severe.