A Tale of two fools

Two fools smoking cigarettes; one rich, the other poor.
“What a strong smell, which cigarette is that?” the rich one asks.
“I smoke Supermatch,” the poor brother coughs.
“Why can’t you people smoke nice cigarettes like Embassy or Dunhill!” retorts the privileged one.

It’s like telling a brother: Why are you hanging yourself with a sisal rope when you can do it with a velvet rope or even a leather one!


We are ostracized even in our own little suicides.