Thursday - Will work for cigs

[ninanevermore]

My little stop light, where the world at large intersects with the Twilight Zone, is getting crowded. Two banks, a pharmacy, the entrance to a subdivision, signs - for real estate and weight loss and make money at home no obligation call this toll free number now for details - clutter up the scenery. No one else is aware of how special this corner is, except for me and the Angel of Death.

I saw him walking out of the pharmacy this morning, with a new pack of Dorals. It's good to be immortal when you have such a deadly habit, I guess.

Still, it must not pay that well, harvesting souls. If it paid well, I can't help but think that he would smoke a better brand - Marboros, Camels, Lucky Strikes - anything but Dorals.

When it comes down to it, most of us are underpaid for what we do, I guess.