he ain't heavy

My brother is a cowboy, as handsome as a Marlboro man, but he smokes unfiltered Camels. I ustato, too, back when I was cool, about a decade ago. I drank my coffee black, too, like my brother. It's sort of open to question who was copying whom, as I'm the older, but he is, as I said, The Cowboy. I still drive stick, but I downgraded to Camel regulars, then Camel lights over the years. Also coffee with milk. And I swear to the goddess my next truck will be automatic. I have so had it with standard transmission in stop-and-go traffic. And, yes—probably not too far in the future if this cough is anything to go by—I'll quit smoking someday. But not today.
Reason not to quit smoking today: My brother arrives tomorrow