It is not hard to be more trustworthy than Luc.
Cigs do not smell bad. You smell them; they stink!
Likely just as hard to kick.
One of the best jokes ever.
Q: What does one call two days of foul, wet weather followed by a beautiful day?
May the trolls return to their bridges and stay there for a long, long time.
WELCOME BACK, AFFIE!!
I eats when I’m hungry,
I drinks when I’m dry,
And if the whiskey don’t kill me, I’ll live ’till I die.