"Now WHAT are you doing smoking, hm?" Trevor, your pal, snatches your cigarettes away. "No, no, no! That's bad for you, don'tcha know?" He lightly smacks your cheek, sounding EVER so Canadian.

This man has the GALL when he huffs gas, snorts coke, hoards dope, drinks gasoline, smokes weed, does meth, fucks up his liver is inane alcohol, and EATS leftovers that have been in the fridge for three years. And he's lecturing you.