IRON MIKE'S CIGARETTE INDULGENCE

This fella pulled the old rig out to the curb. A of Chesterfields were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. just sniffing the air A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prep