Yeah, sure, Bub. You're one of those hyper-dramatics who start coughing a block away when you see us exiled to our little smoking quadrant marked off in white paint 80 feet from from the nearest exit at the back of the building by the loading dock, aintcha? Sink Me! I'm not a car and yet intimidation doesn't work on me for some odd reason, either! Perhaps it's because I can see through the non-smoker/pro-pot BULLSHIT.
'At's ok. You'll be singing the same tune as me 5 years after you get it legalized. You'll get yours - all's I gotta' do is not cough up a lung before I see it happen with my own two, gleeful little bloodshot eyes.
'80's vintage 10-speed, btw. Bet you drive a disgusting, carbon monoxide, lead-emitting car, don'tcha? Cuz you have to -right, Hypocrite?