We are appreciating our cigarette on the balcony with our servant in the center. He is going to be our human ashtray, absolutely nothing more than a challenge fill with our hot, dirty ashes. His mouth a hole to place our cigarette smoking continues to be in, our spit. His body covered in ashes too. Absolutely nothing human remains, he has to think, act and also be the ashtray. Our burning cigarettes near his nipples as well as lips … he ideal not drop that ashtray lid from his head or he will certainly be punished. He must be the ashtray in any way expenses.
