General Discussion

I hate smoke of any kind. I choke if someone is smoking tobacco anywhere near me. I can't even stand auto or airplane exhaust. While I was in school in the early 1970s, the "cool" kids tried to get me to smoke a joint, and I doubled over coughing my lungs out. That stuff might as well have been Zyklon B for all the pain I was in. Now that the essence is available in small bottles, I suppose it is easier to consume, but I have been in those shops, and it smells some kind of awful (to me). Don't forget, I gag at strong black coffee (I have been called a "super-taster" ). As for "natural" and "legal," so are Arsenic and Hemlock. I leave them alone, too.

As for prescriptions.............
There is an old story from England where a prim lady walks into a chemist (that's British for "Pharmacy" ) and asks for some cyanide. The man at the counter isn't sure he heard correctly, and asked, "you'd like some what?"
She repeated: "cyanide, and a rather large dosage, if you don't mind."
The man behind the counter says, "ma'am, but cyanide is a deadly poison!"
The woman retorts, "I know perfectly well what cyanide is, thank you very much, and I would like to purchase a large dosage of it, as I said."
The man asks, "well, if you know what it is, what in the world makes you think I will give you a large bottle full of it just like that?"
She opens her purse and hands the man a detailed photo, shot through an open window, of the pharmacist's wife frolicking in bed with a man who is obviously the woman's husband.
He studies it for a moment, and hands it back to her.
He tells her, "well, madam, you might have told me from the beginning that you had a prescription."