Quick story, maybe. My Grandfather, pipe smoker, farmer, all round great man! State built a new house for Grandmother and Grandfather after a state road widening project. First day after they moved into the new dwelling, Grandfather lights up his pipe while sitting on the rocking chair in front of the wood stove. Grandmother reads him the riot act about smoking in her NEW house. Grandfather is in his eighties and doesn't get up tight, he just sits there and listens. When the air cleared from Grandmothers rant and wiping her hands on the flowered apron, meaning she was done. Grandfather said," When the state built this house, did they put in a toilet? Do you use this or go out to the the outhouse?" Grandmother, "Of course there is a toilet inside and what do you think, I use this one." Grandfather, "So, I can take a sh*t in the house, and but you get mad if I smoke here?"