On Wednesday afternoons, if we are good they take us to the smoke shop and to the Dollar General. At the smoke shop, we could buy our cigarettes and at the Dollar General any snacks that we might want. Trip was a big deal.
I think that I was the only patient there in rehab at the time that didn't smoke. I mean they smoked like chimneys. I get into it later, but my habit began at the smoking spot at rehab. I painted little rocks and gave them to people. I called them my "higher power" rocks.
Well anyway on this first trip that I took to the smoke shop, I got out of the van and went into the shop. I was looking around at all the different kinds of cigarettes and cigars and was just amazed. The thing that I begin to notice though was that they were different flavored cigars. Peach, Blueberry and lots more. I looked around at the group and asked why would anyone want a peach flavored cigarette. The guy behind the counter just looked at me and said that lots of people like different flavors now. I said "OK" and went out the door. When we got into the van, one of the young "tough guy" boys that was with us started laughing and said would someone please tell "Big Mike" (I am a big guy) what flavored cigars are about.
One of the other guys told me that potheads slit the cigars and took the tobacco out and put pot in them. Then it didn't look like they were smoking a joint and it was flavored. I got a real education about drugs in rehab. But the song fits. And we are still going to Bouldin Ave that Wednesday night.
In the video close to the start is a picture of some clowns smoking Admiral Cigarettes. I think these are some of the guys we see at Bouldin Avenue.
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