So I was at the stop light by the Church of Scientology when I saw a guy walk out their front door. He was wearing a shirt featuring some sort of Scientology crest, and as soon as he stepped out, he lit a cigarette and started puffing away. I yelled, "I'M TELLING L. RON HUBBARD!"
Not that I can talk. I've smoked 28 packs of cigarettes in the past 21 days.