I strip at the hottest club in the city and I will be the first to tell you that I'm REALLY good at it! I'm dressed and ready to go hit the stage tonight but not before I light up a cigarette to relax me. As I inhale deeply, I express my frustration with how much I smoke and how I need to quit...So I smash my 'final' cigarette until it is no longer recognizable. But I don't stop there! I throw down the empty box and pierce it with my heels, stomping it flat with my clear platforms. Wonder if I have enough time to stop for another pack before I get to work...