BUZZED?

[OnBendedKnee]

I quit before my son was born, but the moment I knew I was officially a non-smoker didn't happen until a few years later when I caught a ride across town with a heavy smoker who had poor hygiene skills. The smell in that truck (window also would not roll down) nearly killed me. Never had a desire for a smoke after that day.

Same scenario- other than caught a ride with a guy addicted to Red Vines. Ate so many at a time he peed red. The putrid 'cherry' body odor was enough that even to this day I can't pass a candy isle and see that sticky red licorice without gagging, just a little bit.