When I read stuff like this, about your addictions, I'm glad I was boring and have never been a smoker.  My dad used to smoke when I was a kid, and I remember picking-up one of his tab ends from the ashtray after he'd left the room - and giving a bloody good suck on it.  Damn nearly choked myself, I must have been coughing and spluttering for a good five minutes, trying to get my breath back.  I think being mischievous saved me from an addiction, cause once I got my breath back I'd already learnt that I shouldn't be sucking on the stuff.

Yup, learnt that one pretty damn quick :-D
Smoking can look cool though.

I know that feeling as I grew up in a house full of smokers and drinkers. I remember my mother used to smoke when I was about five or six. Even remember her favorite cigarettes. But she gave it up even though my older brothers and sisters continued to smoke. When I used to come in after playing on a Saturday or Sunday, my brothers were watching the games on television and the smoke was so thick I used to pretend playing Underdog or Mighty Mouse and flying through the clouds.  With role models like that to look up to, it's a wonder I never started to smoke or drink. Actually, to be honest, they're the main reason I don't smoke or drink today*.*