IRON MIKE'S SMOKE BREAK

They pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. barking at a squirrel passed him up Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to climb aboard