Nobody will ever want to go out with me again.
Those all-u-can-eat crab things? Damn! It takes the company I'm with 3 hours to pick all those crabs, while I go sit at the bar, smoke and order beer, away from the non-smokers.
I can see me hurling crabs and pitchers of beer at all of them if I can't smoke.
Road rage? never had it. Smoke rage? Don't even get me started.
Let me eat my crabs, drink my beer, have the occasional smoke, and keep the brats at home.
Kids and adults with loud lungs (screaming brats) make me want to blow my smoke directly into their mouths to shut them the hell up.