How many pipes in my pipe collection, and how many pipes is the maximum that it should hold? That's a badly formed idea, a maximum as regards my pipe collection. As pipes are infinitely precious, they should in fact be accumulated with the caprice of precious jewels. Did Elizabeth Taylor think about a maximum amount of diamonds, a ceiling on emeralds, a limit to her silver and gold? No, if Burton bought them for her, she was destined to have them, which was perfectly in accord with God's plan for women. Plus buying pipes is one of the most treasured practices in smoking pipes, closely resembling tobacco hoarding.
So when your wife casts suspicious eyes on your collection and question you about it, lie. Tell her anything, but at least spend some time considering how to lie so that you you have some time before she finds out. During the interval buy 5 times as many pipes as you normally would so that you can have them on hand, preceding the inevitable fight on being found out and while navigating the treacherous waters of rapprochement, when you can't risk being seen cruising the pipe sites, when thunder is sure to come down on your head if she catches you buying another pipe.
It's all about ebb and flow, when you can buy and when you must lie low. Never tell her that you're going to have an S. Bang seven day set delivered to the funeral parlor where you are to be waked, to be buried with you so that you can smoke along the way to eternity.
A collection is necessarily more than one, of anything, limited only by the collector's definition of size. The biggest secret about any pipe collection is that at infinity it has infinite size.
So when your wife casts suspicious eyes on your collection and question you about it, lie. Tell her anything, but at least spend some time considering how to lie so that you you have some time before she finds out. During the interval buy 5 times as many pipes as you normally would so that you can have them on hand, preceding the inevitable fight on being found out and while navigating the treacherous waters of rapprochement, when you can't risk being seen cruising the pipe sites, when thunder is sure to come down on your head if she catches you buying another pipe.
It's all about ebb and flow, when you can buy and when you must lie low. Never tell her that you're going to have an S. Bang seven day set delivered to the funeral parlor where you are to be waked, to be buried with you so that you can smoke along the way to eternity.
A collection is necessarily more than one, of anything, limited only by the collector's definition of size. The biggest secret about any pipe collection is that at infinity it has infinite size.
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