no shave november just got INTENSE
This is a fantasy come true.
A Very Personal List → From my very first video game, to the latest cinematic experience that reduced me to tears. How video games changed my life.
In the armed service, I’m either known as Chaikovski, Stroganoff, Siberian killer/bear/wild or the guy who lipastaa everything
Master and Margarita
The Master and Margarita.
I keep coming back to this because this is one helluva theme, rips a fellow apart. And the only downside is that it’s too bloody short. Enjoy!
Dear fellow readers! About a few months ago, drenched in the rain and bored of waiting in the middle of the Finnish woods I started smoking. Tried some greens, some blues, but I am currently settled on Camel, and the occasional Chesterfield. They, like any other ordinary cigarettes, fit nicely into a standard cigarrette case, which keeps them intact and well through bolting back-and-forth in the woods while on duty, digging trenches and erecting an electronics mast.
But lo and behold! When my priority is not the convenience of portability or quickness, like on the first day of my leave, these are the cigarettes of choice:
For those of you who don’t know, these are cigarettes of Rothmans’ International-line and they are classy as a bag of gold coins. Extra long, seducingly mild taste and tight roll, 1,0mg of nicotine. If any of you haven’t tried these, I urge you to. Trust me, you will not be dissapointed!
And no, I am not a bloody advertiser, I just can’t get enough of these beauties.