Nicotine

I suffer a terrible weakness for tobacco, the enjoyment of tobacco in almost all of its forms. Copenhagen Long Cut, a mainstay of my life. Marlboro Red, luckily I’m not an addict, but a fine cigarette on occasion just can’t be beat. Partagas, I wonder if heaven can be any closer than one of these cigars. Dunhill pipe tobacco in an exquisite English pipe, tobacco in its most elegant and ultimately pleasing form.

I’m not an addict, yet I must admit to an unreasonable adoration and attachment to this most noble of plants.

Booze, a rare pleasure. Drugs, no interest within me. Tobacco however, she is my mistress.