It’s good to be back. Refreshed, reborn and completely unfiltered. You see, we never really saw ourselves as outlaws. Even when they banned our ads. Even when it was illegal to pass down the smooth taste of tobacco to your grandchildren. All those medical advances. Just to see the end of the world at the ripe old age of 35, with nothing to take the edge off. We’re proud to have survived it all, along with the cockroaches and tadregrades. But we could really use a cigarette, and we reckon so could you. There’s still a lot to like.
