My, how Santa has changed. I can remember these ads:

[MineralMan]

[Arkansas Granny]

1. I remember those, as well. Do they still have the

cartons that are pre-printed with ribbons and gift tags?

[Freddie]

4. My Grandpa owned a Cigar Store

In a small town in York County, PA, former home of many cigar factories and tobacco farms. Sold tobacco products and had a lunch counter and, yes, had a wooden Indian out front. Your comment brings back memories! And he gave all his friends and neighbors cartons of cigarettes for Christmas just like you describe.
Grandpa smoked Luckies (no filter) and died of emphysema although he made it to 82. Still miss him.

[drm604]

2. Aren't these ads basically saying that cigarettes are hard on the throat

and that our cigarettes aren't quite as irritating as our competitors'?

"Our pointy sticks won't poke as big a hole in you as our competitors' pointy sticks."

[Bigmack]

3. Wait until weed is legal....

THEN we'll see a jolly old St. Nick!

Better leave a couple dozen cookies for him, tho.

[Jim Warren]

5. How about this?

I'm so old I remember when there were ashtrays in doctor's waiting rooms.