Due to not smoking at all yesterday, I dreamt for the first time in months. My friends made a bet with me that I would have to pull Paris Hilton. I tried to go through with it but couldn't, but then chatted to her for a while and realised that deep down she's just insecure and is actually a nice person (if still a bit of a minger). Then I went to watch Rangers play Bayer Leverkeusen. We were 2-1 down going into injury time, when I found myself on the pitch and supplied the pass for our equaliser.
What's more, I woke up feeling reasonably refreshed, having slept through the night for the first time in ages.
I reckon that smoking might not be that good for you.
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