A Gard
A Gard is a cigarette. It’s what you call a smoke when your mom is watching you like a hawk. You’re basically a sneaky little rat trying to smoke in secret.
I told my mom I was going to get a Gard. She said, ‘Don’t come back until you’re done smoking.’
My friend said, ‘I need a Gard,’ so I gave him a cigarette. He said, ‘You’re my best friend.’
I tried to sneak a Gard. My sister caught me. She said, ‘You’re a rat.’