This is Doug Stanhope and I feel like I have been formally rehabilitated.

We started chatting with the potential neighbors down there and I don't know.

It just kept going. Did I smoke cigarettes? I don't know.

But I'll tell you this, those two emergency cigarettes no longer in the drawer.

I woke up at like 12.30 at night and I went inside. I guess I went into Chaley's house first.

Screaming. It's only 12.30 at night. Then I came up here. Nothing was going on. Everyone's gone.

And I called Bingo. She's over at the other house working on her dumb project.

I went, ah fuck, I remember I said, at least I didn't smoke. That's the whole point.

I might have got shit faced a little bit, a little bit beyond the two drink maximum.

I go, well, at least I didn't smoke. She goes, yeah, you did.

And then I had one of those flashes like that episode of Black Mirror with the girl

who had like tortured and killed a kid. It keeps having flashes of the child.

And you don't know how gruesome it is. And I had flashes of

trying to light the cigarette and then Chaley or Shawnee snatching it and breaking it into in my mouth.

And then Chaley picking up the broken burning part of it and then smoking it.

Going, hey, you want to smoke this? It's like a broken half of a burning cigarette with the tobacco spilling out one end.

And I remember saying, yeah, I'll smoke that. And you did.

Well, yeah. So yeah, if it doesn't, if you can't remember, it doesn't matter.

But yeah, there's no more, there's no more emergency cigarettes around.

They've been beaten and broken and abused. They've been emergency.

Yeah, the emergency is all gone from them.

So, so that was that. So I've been doing penance today to stay in the trailer reading a book.

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