Description
“Ahoy, matey! Meet ‘Smoking Kills,’ the bony bard from the beyond. With a pipe clutched in his toothless grin, he’s a reminder from the crypt that life’s fleeting moments are best not wasted on the wisps of smoke. But don’t be too spooked! He’s not here to haunt, but to jest. With a twinkle in his hollow eyes, he whispers tales of old, where skeletons danced and laughed under the moonlight. So, next time you spot him on a backpack or notebook, give a nod to our skeletal sage. After all, he’s seen centuries come and go, and he’s still here, puffing away, reminding us all to live a little before we join his bony brigade. Bone-appetit!”
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