them irish don't mess around.

So, another random story from Ireland.

Still the best trip ever, and I can't seem to stop talking about it!

Chrissy and I were on the plane high above the Atlantic, when the flight attendants dragged the "duty-free" cart down the narrow aisles.

"Cigarettes?" they asked each row. Perfume and booze were also available. Tax free!

One look at the cartons of cigarettes and Chrissy and I laughed until we cried.

"SMOKING KILLS" screamed the warning on the side of the carton.

"SMOKING CAUSES FATAL LUNG DISEASE" screamed another.

So much for the pussy surgeon general's warning we get on cigarettes here in the States.

"Ummm, I'll take two..." I said to Chrissy. We laughed even harder.

I chased the flight attendants to the front of the plane to take a few snaps before the carts were put away.

Which they thought was hilarious.

And in case you were wondering, the people were snatching up the cartons at a record pace.

Maybe they missed the warning.