Thank You for Smoking

Finn has a muy snotty nose and little cough, just in time for Christmas, so M. and I decided to pull out the humidifier.

Our humidifier is a self-proclaimed ADORABLE (it says so on the box) blue penguin. There was a frog and a pig but I had to have the blue penguin. It was soooooooooo CUTE. Cute bit me in the ass.

We bought it, got it home, filled it up and watched as the mist started to plume out, turning our room into the swamp zone. I stared at it in horror then turned to M. and declared...

It's a smoking penguin!

Yep, our humidifier is some sort of subversive effort by the tobacco industry to hook Finn at an early age. His warm fuzzies about his ADORABLE humidifier will turn into the comfort of a pack of Camels chain-smoked in a dim apartment inbetween gulps of cheap beer. All because I had to have that cute blue penguin.