THE HACKING COUGH STARTLED MY LITTLE MAMA. (She's visiting for a few months.)
Boy, you sound terrible.
It's not a real cough madre. It's a smoker's cough.
You don't smoke.
We did today... we smoked all kinds of KOM's.
You smoked what?
Don't worry mama, I'm okay.
That's the price of putting down smoking times when the Santa Ana winds are blowing and the temps dip into the high 40s: smoker's cough.
It's a bad habit I plan on keeping till the wheels don't spin no more.