He's having fun - smoking and stinking of tobacco.
Never could stand the smell of cigarette smoke, and only smoked Cuban cigars on a couple of occasions while on vacation in the Caribbean (but didn't inhale the smoke). Can't say that I want to make a habit out of it, because while I didn't mind the taste of the smoke in my mouth that evening, I hated tasting it the next morning, too, even after brushing my teeth multiple times.
He's having fun - having sex with various average looking women and then wondering what that rash he keeps getting is and why it burns when he urinates.
Been married to and only having sex with the same woman for 13 years. No STD's.
He's having fun - drinking all night and waking up in mid-day depressed and with a splitting headache.
I wouldn't call a glass or two of wine every once in a while "drinking all night." And I get up at 7AM.
He's having fun - masturbating while using the Internet to the point where he is having difficulty ever functioning sexually at all.
If I look at porn, it's to get me through the dry spells in our sex life, but I still am able to make love to (and please) my wife when she is in the mood.
He's having fun - taking more and more prescription pain pills, which make him more and more sick, to try and fight off his depression.
Only prescription I have is an acid blocker for my chronic acid reflux. I don't care to use prescription pain pills, and only use aspirin for headaches.
He's having fun - being poor because he can't hold a job.
Been gainfully employed ever since high school, with 4 years in the military.
He's having fun - being alone, because he's so selfish no one wants to be around him.
I share a house with my loving family, and my 2 year old son gave me a big hug this morning just because he loves me.
He's having so much fun that he wishes he were dead.
I enjoy life, unlike all those Rapture Ready clowns who appear to hate everything about life and are just sitting around waiting to fly up into the sky.
