At a
voodoo shop on a small side street of
Bourbon I found a pack of smokes decorated with a red flame and red letters which proclaimed the brand name of said smokes to be "
Go To Hell." In my professional estimation, these things tasted like
roasted, stewed camel swampnut leavins.
However: Go To Hell brand cigarettes have one clear advantage over the other contenders... the pack has
cool stuff written on it!
Including but not limited too:
- I like 'em and I'm going to smoke 'em.
- Cheaper than psychiatry, better than a nervous breakdown
- The Cigarette with a message for the smoking critics.
All in all, buckets of fun. I still have the pack today and back when I still smoked I would just unload the fresh roadtar beauties into the Go To Hell outer-pack.
Because nothing says "pick me up, guy in hell!"