L.S.M.F.T.

"Lucky Strike Means Fine Tobacco."

It's amazing that with all the tobacco commercials I heard growing up I don't smoke four packs a day.

If I were to buy into all of the fine products that sponsored my favorite shows, I would only use Johnson's wax to clean my floors (housewives flock to buy it!), Folger's Coffee in my coffee pot (it's good 'til the last drop!), Carnation milk in my cereal (milk from contented cows!), and Swan soap in the shower (it's eight ways better than old style floating soaps!) . . . What exactly are floating soaps?

But choosing a cigarette brand would be difficult. Jack Benny promoted Lucky Strikes. Bing Crosby preferred Chesterfields. Two great men, whose advice do I follow? I suppose I'll have to pick the brand with the best jingle. The clear winner here is Chesterfield:

"Chesterfields, Chesterfields always win first place. That milder mild tobacco never leaves an aftertaste. So open a pack, give 'em a smell, then you'll smoke 'em."

I'm sold, aren't you?