When I was younger I loved them in all shapes and sizes. This was until I went to the county fare when I was 10, and the farmer refused to let me sit in his tractor. I ran home and cried my eyes out, tore all the tractor posters off my wall and that was that.
11 years later standing in the doorway of a night club, surrounded by smokers my friend leans across to me and says:
“This smoke is really unpleasant”
I open my lungs, suck up all the smoke and exhale it far in the other direction.
He says: “Wow, how did you do that?”
To which I reply: “I’m an ex-tractor fan”
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