THE SMOKEHOUSE OF IRON CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudof smoke. He sat back on his pickup, watching the street go by. wagging its tail rolled on down the road Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Pre