My my talk about a harsh cigarette. An unfiltered all natural american spirit. Watch me char my lungs even better with this delicious cancer stick. All that smoke has no where to go but my lungs. Watch my ecstasy as it gets harder to breath, the full of that nicotine hits me almost instantly. I begin to flush, get a little sweat on my brow, my nipples get hard I just have to touch them. That pink lipstick is covering the entire end of that cigarette from how I want to smoke it