*Jackson is my eleven year old cousin.
"Hey Jackson, do you want a bubble gun cigarette?"
"Sure...swww...this tastes so gross."
"Sorry, I should have got something other than Campfire Coffee Flavored."
"This makes me not want to smoke real cigarettes...can I throw this away?"
"Totally."
"I think I have cancer now."
"Happy Birthday Jackson...have some cancer."
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