I saw a man walking down an icy hill the other day, when he stopped and took out a cigarette. He then threw it, and the packet, in the bin, before sliding and falling down the road.
I don’t blame him.
It’s a slippery slope.
I saw a man walking down an icy hill the other day, when he stopped and took out a cigarette. He then threw it, and the packet, in the bin, before sliding and falling down the road.
I don’t blame him.
It’s a slippery slope.