‘Tis a dark day in Derm town. It seems that another casualty of our relentless march toward chi-chi-dom is the Liggett & Myers ciggy air tunnel.
Even though these soaring tubes have inspired creative classers in other towns, there’s no place for them in Bullsville anymore. After all, no self-respecting yuppie is gonna lay out the big money for a fancy new condo that has an appendage accusing him of being a Quality Product (or Person), so it’s gotta go.
I’m getting a little teary-eyed for the l’il guy–it will always seem like there’s a missing tooth on Main Street now. But since nature (and my commonlaw wife) abhors a vacuum, it’s time to figure out how we’re gonna fill the gap. Here’s some ideas from the ‘Shat brain trust:
Now it’s your turn, ‘Shatters! Fill up the comments with your ideas, and the winner will get an extra-fancy prize. Bonus points for anyone who links to a nice picture too…