Some things just fly, some other don't. No reason, no logic, no choice. We're here to change this silly fact. We want you to fly.
And we wanted this cigarette to fly.
So, hello, we made it.
No reason, no logic. But at least we've shown we have a choice. Come on. Fly.
(Anyway, what is the cigarette made of, if it's not the smoke? What a silly imperative of form!)
