Room 101...

[nsd_user663_47108]

Dear Mr Hancock/Merton/Skinner,

As today marks 101 days since I began my quit, do you think it acceptable to now send cigarettes to the fate worse than death that is Room 101?

Ta, so very muchly,

Pappy H

:cool:

[nsd_user663_26699]

Yeah, uh think so.

[nsd_user663_46317]

Nice on Pappy I like it

[nsd_user663_50109]

Dear Mr Hancock/Merton/Skinner,

As today marks 101 days since I began my quit, do you think it acceptable to now send cigarettes to the fate worse than death that is Room 101?

Ta, so very muchly,

Pappy H

:cool:

Well if I see mr Hancock around my home town as he does make an appearance some times I will ask him for you..

[Unah]

That's great Pappy. Another 50 days and mine can go in as well.

[Dippy_Egg]

Pull the lever!

Hancock, Merton , Skinner.....PULL THE LEVER....drop them stinky fags in. Careful though.....dont drop my Pappy in.

[nsd_user663_47108]

Pull the lever!

Hancock, Merton , Skinner.....PULL THE LEVER....drop them stinky fags in. Careful though.....dont drop my Pappy in.

Soon be with me, won't you Dipster? Just a few more days?

[Dippy_Egg]

Yup Pappy. Soon be with you. I notice you keep trying to escape me....running on into different rooms and slamming the door behind you. Its no good though.....i'm always just a stepping stone or two behind you

Sunday August 5th 2012.........

My big, handsome, loveable, clever, (useless, feckless), much adored sensitive, charming, selfish but easily forgiven son's twentieth birthday.

and......

His Dippy mother's big 3 calendar month quit anniversary. I might make him dance with me. I'll force him....even though he'll grunt and groan.

Speaking of grunting and groaning. Ooooooh what a night I had. (not in a lady chatterley kind of way) I've been awake since 3 am.....and only an emergency session of jolly root c**** this morning put me out of my misery. Teeth. Who invented them then? If i'd had handy access to a chain saw through the night.....I suspect I might have sawed off the entire left hand side of my head. Pulse pulse throb throb. Cant wait to sleep tonight. Still a bit nervy about it. Still a bit tender in the old rooting tooting drilled up tooth. Tell you what though. I never ever ever never ever ever not even for a split second considered smoking for relief. But then I never do even hardly ever think about fags these days. Feel a bit of a fraud even to be still posting here coz fags and me just really arent a problem anymore. But I like it here. And you lot are all nice. And here is where I learned to know I could quit. So i'm staying. Hoorah.