I grant everyone the freedom to smoke if they choose to, and I don't think anyone who knows me would ask me to buy them cigarettes. If someone did ask, my response would be something along the lines of "Are you f***ing kidding me?!? There's no way in hell I'm ever going to buy cigarettes." I would allow my horror, revulsion and disdain to appear in glorious technicolor. And if they're lucky, they might escape before they have to hear me describe my dad's hideous, agonizing death of lung cancer.
Is that the way you feel about cooked food?
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