They were out of chocolate cigarettes at the candy store, so the three of us — Emilio, Pedro, and I — had to find a substitute for our usual recess chocolate-cigarette break.
Josh, this is so funny! About the same time, same age, I could be seen sashaying around the house in my swimsuit, carrying a tray displaying a bunch of my mom’s cigarettes and matches, announcing in my most insinuating voice, “Cigars, cigarettes, Tiparillos?” Just like I’d seen on a TV ad.
By me they were called punks.
Josh, this is so funny! About the same time, same age, I could be seen sashaying around the house in my swimsuit, carrying a tray displaying a bunch of my mom’s cigarettes and matches, announcing in my most insinuating voice, “Cigars, cigarettes, Tiparillos?” Just like I’d seen on a TV ad.
Hilarious!
Another sweet, funny and beautifully told story!
Another sweet upbeat story. Always good to read happy tales.
Such a fun story!
I love this story, especially your joy in telling it, and that you didn't get in trouble for not doing anything wrong!!