How Badly Do You Want It?

I think it's interesting how some people so blatantly treat their bodies like crud.

Working at the summertime seashore, I witness a number of people whose sunburned skin could rival the steamed red of the crabs they ordered. Once at the beach, I saw a rather large woman baking in the sun (who wants his well-done?). This overweight woman was completely burned, and then she lifted a cigarette as I passed. So, she has two chances at heart disease and two at cancer. Hope lobster lady gets enough antioxidants; those free-radicals won't stabilize themselves.

Recently, a pair of spray paint artists came to my school to make nifty little pictures for anyone willing to wait in line for long enough. They wore big gas masks to keep the fumes away (imagine sitting in a tent for hours with a dozen cans of paint). But as my turn approached, one artist got up to take a break. He coughed once in the fumes of the paint, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes while walking away. Way to beat up your lungs, bro. How badly do you want it?