Chhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Watching Mad Men makes me want to drink whiskey and smoke unfiltered Lucky Strikes.

On Halloween, I did precisely that. But I didn't get through the pack of Luckys.

Did I mention they're unfiltered?

Finally having finished the pack, I've felt like I have something caught on the base of my tongue for DAYS now. It doesn't dislodge with eating, and it doesn't dislodge with gargling.

I hope my brief and unfortunate foray into unfiltered cigarettes didn't land me with a lil' spot of throat cancer.

And if it didn't, I wish that fleck of tobacco would DISLODGE already.