Hehe! I know, I love it! I put it up on my CafePress account: [link] , and of course here. Basically, this design stems from an email Fwd I started about 10 years ago, when the idea hit me and put me in stitches, 'cause some of my friends were smokers back then. It went something like this:
Oh, those poor, poor cigarettes! First, they have to suffer through being ground up and wrapped. Then, being jumbled and jimmied around on conveyor belts - forever loosing touch with family and friends. *sniffles* And then, if that's not enough, they get packed into these tiny boxes like sardines, next to total strangers! God forbid one of them should smell bad! Of course, they have to survive the long, boring, bouncy trip from the factory to the store. Just to be sold, like common slaves, for a price. And then stuffed into purses and back pockets, being smushed and sat on... And then, of all the insults! They get forever separated from their new chums, to get lit on fire!!! and then slowly burned to death. Their final fate? To be shrunk down to little butts, tossed aside as if they don't count for anything at all, and then... stepped on, ground into the cold, hard pavement (or even worse, gravel!)... And all that's left to become of them now is to be washed away in the rain, down into the gutter, to join all the other common street trash as it gets washed away.
WE MUST SAVE THEM!!!
Quick! Before they're extinct! We have to help them! Somehow! We must find some way to keep them from living such horrible lives, and suffering such a terrible fate! Save them, SAVE THEM!!!
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The only failing of the human spirit is in not knowing Who's you truly are.
A nice motivation for leaving the matches in their boxes. Poor guy. But running practice is good anyways! Go go! (Promotion of exercise too?? *gasp*) Kind of adds up... stopping or never smoking = healthier lungs = easier exercising. I do support that, and of course it was always beaten into my brain at an early age to never smoke. With a red ribbon. xD Plus it's a lot easier not having to worry about it and the price and all.
I like the cartoony-ness of the picture.
Thanks so much for noticing all those things! Goodness, and I thought I was just making a pic about a poor cigarette XD You're very observant! And I'm now seriously considering marketing this as more than just a fun little ditty.
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Oh, those poor, poor cigarettes! First, they have to suffer through being ground up and wrapped. Then, being jumbled and jimmied around on conveyor belts - forever loosing touch with family and friends. *sniffles* And then, if that's not enough, they get packed into these tiny boxes like sardines, next to total strangers! God forbid one of them should smell bad! Of course, they have to survive the long, boring, bouncy trip from the factory to the store. Just to be sold, like common slaves, for a price. And then stuffed into purses and back pockets, being smushed and sat on... And then, of all the insults! They get forever separated from their new chums, to get lit on fire!!! and then slowly burned to death. Their final fate? To be shrunk down to little butts, tossed aside as if they don't count for anything at all, and then... stepped on, ground into the cold, hard pavement (or even worse, gravel!)... And all that's left to become of them now is to be washed away in the rain, down into the gutter, to join all the other common street trash as it gets washed away.
WE MUST SAVE THEM!!!
Quick! Before they're extinct! We have to help them! Somehow! We must find some way to keep them from living such horrible lives, and suffering such a terrible fate! Save them, SAVE THEM!!!
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The only failing of the human spirit is in not knowing Who's you truly are.
I like the cartoony-ness of the picture.
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The only failing of the human spirit is in not knowing Who's you truly are.
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