you have driven around 100 Miles today looking for a pack of Mores. You are tired and drenched from the rain. Every week, I ask you to find a rare pack of cigarettes to test your loyalty to Me. Bring them straight to Me. I control your Nicotine consumption and you are only allowed to smoke with your Goddess... I love keeping you addicted... I love how you are so firmly wrapped around my little finger and will do whatever I say.
