Brian; I shall lobbeth the holy hand grenade in your general direction. Stop yer messin’.

KirkM; Ahh the tags, the tags. I’m going to have a ball rooting round the old links to check who hasn’t been snared yet.
Problem is, everytime I start writing, some catastrophe happens else where in the house.
This weekend will be spent performing monkey tricks for the in-laws, so blogging’s going to be fierce tough for a while.
I’ll have to draw it up on paper and use it in a hostage situation or something. How’s that?
You can expect to see it broadcast on CNN at about 9.

Medbh; Naaah, no guilt. Those smug fag companies have us on strings. The only way to break the chain is to reaaallly hate smoking. Problem is, it’s cool to smoke. I’m just getting really bored of being broke and stinky. In the meantime, as Gimme rightfully points out, there are other things to smoke…

Actually, it’s all Grandad’s fault for not remembering that he tagged me previously for that horrid “use all your tags in a post” nightmare I had to write and tagged me yet again. Didn’t you have something to do with that? :P

Be careful or she may say “nee” to you.

Congrats on passing though!

Deborah; You’re appealing to the weakest-willed person in the world – I’ve been quitting and giving up on quitting on and off now for many many years. Difference is now that I’m enjoying the withdrawal, which is strange in a sado-masochistic sort of way.

Hails; Why the hell don’t our bodies stand up for themselves?! Why can’t they recognise that we’ve done them a favour instead of having us believe we’d still like to smoke?! So far my body has given me palpitations, indigestion, and a crick in the neck. Gee, thanks, matey!!

Jack McMad; It may well be a very angry and embittered tag if that’s ok with you. Thinking makes me want to smoke. Smoking gives me time to think. I haven’t figured out yet how to do one without the other!

Cat; I don’t know if it is luck I need with the withdrawal… just positive thinking I guess. If you’re wishing me luck with the PSV test though, THANKS!!! I PASSED!

SID; Drugs for quitting drugs. Drugs for making you think you don’t want drugs. Drugs to distract you from drugs… Jeez. I’m sitting here crocheting my hair into a skullcap, meanwhile my cold turkey is stoned in the corner, thinking about taking you up on your appointment offer. It doesn’t want to face the embarrassment of being served up lightly glazed with a spliff sticking out of its arsehole.

Wisewebwoman; There we go… good, sound advice! I don’t know about long furious walks, not around here, anyway. The furious cleaning, however, now THAT works. My upstairs loo had boxes and boxes of stuff still lying around from when we moved in 2 years ago under the impression that we’d only be staying for a few months. I FINALLY got around to emptying them last night. Scrubbing feels goooood.
I will be engraving your comment onto a plank of wood next, for something else to do. I like it.

Sam Problemchildbride; Thankfully we don’t have many baptists here. All we have are lapsed Catholics and a few die hard Christians who are way too busy defending the church to find the time to help anyone else. Oh, now THAT was uncalled for! *smack*

Thriftcriminal; I’m going to work my way around all the Bourbons first. Can you put sugar and milk in scotch?
Zefrank is gas!!! It’s like he’s watching me. Is he? Is everybody?

Caro; I passed! I’m a professional cabby! I likes shoes, I does.

Grannymar; I’m still waiting for my first postal card! *sob* All I can smell so far is cow manure. Who puts cow manure on their fields at Christmas time?! Who?!?!

The Bad Ambassador; Wow, fair play to you. What do you not take for the un-addiction symptoms? I can’t imagine the agony you must be going through. Keep at it :)

Gaye; It’s ok, I’m cheerful now despite my body lapsing into shock! Maybe it’s not justice or karma, but plain old simple Freud. The smug fecker.

Daddyo; No thanks for not heeding the advice. I’ll have to buy you a mobile home for you two to stay in while we’re visiting from now on… can’t have you polluting my precious air with those dirty smelly things. *Please shoot me if I every say this earnestly in the future*
You can expect a home-made embroidered cushion which says “You smoke, I choke *cough cough*” for Christmas.
Thanks for the congrats :)

Kirk M; Yep, scrubbing and cleaning is the most out-of-character thing I can do, and ironically, it seems to be the only thing that distracts me enough! TWO YEARS. Fair doos, mate. *tips the cap*

Gimmeaminute; You have a wonderful gift for looking on the bright side.

Baino; When are you going to Paris?!? My ears have pricked up so high it hurts! Have fun swearing. Swearing is nice.

Brianf; Thanks. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.