The packets we used to buy off the guy in the market had bloody awful packaging, nothing like the lovely luscious gold bullion look of a packet of B&H gold, and yet, strangely, despite them being made by some dodgy russian using the tailings of a rats cage, they cost almost half the uk cig packet price, and my step dad on a pension was all about saving pennies. So if the thing that came out of a packet looked like a cig, he smoked it happily.
hiding the cigs in shops makes no sodding difference, any more than thinking if we put petrol stations underground then nobody will ever use petrol again. Flawed thinking by a flawed mindset intent on hitting the wrong targets. People whether addicted to or just enjoying cigarettes do so by choice. As just one thing i can think they might consider instead of wasting time on trying to limit free will, how about fixing the fucking potholes. Busted two alloy wheels in the cavernous potholes on our main roads in the last two years.
i drove in to manchester the other week, on a one mile stretch of road between the fort and the nynex arena there are three seperate bits of road that have a solid ridge the full lane width that is raised to such a degree that anything over ten miles an hour is like driving up a kerb. Been like that for months.
government chunts, council chunts, chunts in general
