2 eager human ashtrays willingly drop to their knees outdoors and obediently prepare to receive our smoke blown in their face as well as ash flicked in their mouths and on their spit covered palms outstretched. They sacrifice so that we benefit. Pain momentarily is pleasure for us, so why should we give them anymore attention thanb the bare minimum? watch us smoke our long cigarettes and spit at our pitiful human ashtrays.