Saturday, February 14

SMOKING KILLS! an Educati-FUN Video
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A group of twelve-year old kids are hanging out in Jimmy's back yard after school.

"Hey guys," says Jimmy. "I scored a pack of cigarettes from my big brother. You wanna smoke them?" Everyone aggress that it would be a good idea to learn how to smoke cigarettes and be cool.

So they pass around the pack and the red lighter. Tommy begins coughing.

"Hey man, you alright?" Stewart asks. Tommy nods his head, signaling that he is alright, and tries to take another puff at the cigarette, but he can't stop coughing. He coughs harder and harder and begins gagging and having a hard time breathing.

There is a bright flash of light and Hey Everyone! It's Marcie the puppet from The Land of Medical Facts and Education! Yay! But nobody notices she has arrived because Tommy has fallen to the ground and is vommiting blood.

"Uh oh," says Marcie. "Looks like... he hasn't ever smoked a cigarette has he?" Everyone tries to hide his lit cigarette behind their backs as they nod their heads No. "You guys can't fool me. He's got lung cancer. And maybe emphesima, too."

"No way! He only had like one drag!"

"That's all it can take sometimes, Jimmy. That's all it can take... oh, I was right. Emphesima. See how his eyes have begun melting? Juego, let him scream. That's what we call an 'epileptic seisure,' perfectly normal for a boy with his condition. Yes, little Juego, he will die very soon."

"But why is this happening to him?"

"Well, Juego," explains Marcie. "Cigarettes kill you. It says so right there on the package. Would the surgeon general lie?"

"Will we die, too?" asks Jimmy.

"Yes, dear. You smoked. That's just the way things happen. " she waves a fuzzy puppet arm in front of her face. "Goodbye Tommy. You were such a good boy until you were tempted by the evils of society. And as we stand before your quickly decaying and maggot-ridden corpse, we will think of the good times. Like all those times you didn't smoke cigarettes. Amen."

Marcie disappears in a bright white flash and the remaining children are left standing awkwardly over the bubbling black puddle that used to be their friend. Little Juego lets out the most adorable cough ever. Fade to black.

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