Smoking In The Rain
My smoking in the rain post does not mean I’m promoting smoking at all, and I know this is supposed to be a Friday Funnies post. It is a Friday Funnies post, and all I’m doing is trying to find an exciting way to introduce my Friday Funnies Joke and why not post a joke about smoking in the rain? Especially if I found it to be pretty funny.
However, before we get to the joke, I want everyone to know that I think smoking is a filthy habit. I would never take it up. I lie. I did smoke, a long, long time ago. I was actually in primary school at the time, and because I couldn’t afford to buy them, I used to roll my own. I used pages from my school exercise book as cigarette paper, and I tried different material for tobacco. The foulest stuff I ever used was the dried silk off of the old corn cob. The most volatile was the bard off of the grapevine. Once I puffed so hard, it burst into flames.
The best stuff I ever used was the dry grass I found in an alleyway. But that supply was short-lived. What happened was one day when I was casually walking down the alley to get my collection of grass. I found this dog pissing on my supply. I haven’t smoked a cigarette since.
But hang on a second. This post isn’t about me; it’s about smoking in the rain.
