me: so apparently my mother has been selling her cigarettes to my seventeen-year-old brother at exorbitant prices so that, when he can't make it to the store, he can curse himself for his habit.
nick: that reminds me of all the people our age who hang around outside the Regal theater, selling cigarettes for a dollar each to the thirteen-year-olds.
dave: you know, i've debated...
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