So, much like a memorial tribute loved ones publish in the paper some random date months after someone has died, Bad Joo offers this tribute.
We remember you today, dear cigarettes. And while you are no longer in our lives, we see you every day in life's little details: the shooting star that blazed past the house last night, the homeless man on the corner last week, fireplaces, bars, the random smoking people we knock down in fits of nicotine craving, very small rocks. We miss you, ciggies. You are always in our hearts.
Your Joo and Nicotine Receptors