Camel Stalker

With the levels of desperation rising, and my never-failing desire to find employment in the local area, I have finally come to it:

I have applied for a job at Phillip-Morris.

All of my Adbuster magazines shake their magazine-heads in shame. They will scorn me for the rest of my weak-willed days.

I might just as well go buy a sack full of cigarettes and stand outside the door to Kindergarten class. And wait for school to get out.

May's well. I'm that evil.

Revile me.