If you lose your finger on your handshaking hand, you can never meet anybody new.
Bruce: And they’re bad! And you know what? They taught a dog to smoke! Do you believe that?
Mark: Sure, I believe that.
Bruce: Yeah, well it’s true! And they taught him to beg for cigarettes! Door to door! So right away when this poor little devil would ring your door bell with his paws, you’d know right away what he wanted! So you’d give him a cigarette, and he’d take it back to these guys that waited by the fence to smoke, and they didn’t care who saw them smoke! These guys sure smoked!
I used to say, during smoke breaks, to the other smokers I was standing near, “These guys? …SMOKE.”