My better half spotted my tobacco stash and exclaimed “the pile is so large I can’t jump over it” to which I wrongly answered “you’ll need to take a longer run up”. Now the dog wants to know when I’m moving back into the human house………………..
I can’t argue with that!It's called self-control. Use it! There are a lot of seemingly "compulsive" personalities here, I believe.
…but what if you’re never done?!The “cure” is to keep adding more until you’re done. Sounds like you’re just about there.
May I suggest payday loans before the kidney.Only when you run out of money, maxed out your credit cards,
and the banks refuse to extend your line-of-credit
You can, of course, appeal to your local loan-shark
Or sell a kidney.
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PrayersMy TAD has been temporarily suspended owing to hospitalization, so that's one way. No resume date so far, alas.
I think you might be on to something here….. cold turkey on reading forums for almost a year or so, just happily smoking through blends and my cigars while in the back of my mind I knew I needed a restock of some bulk but put it off….There is a direct correlation for me between hours spent in shopping for tobacco or reading reviews about blends and my tobacco purchases.
Now I just sit and smoke. I’ll visit online shops some other month
Ha ha, you jinxed yourselfThe good news is I haven’t really succumb to the double whammy of PAD.

That's just how folks have been conditioned as consumers. It can be unlearned.It's called self-control. Use it! There are a lot of seemingly "compulsive" personalities here, I believe.
Almost t but when it's trained to a pathological level over the generations, simply having something becomes a vital aspect of life for most.That's just how folks have been conditioned as consumers. It can be unlearned.
That’s cold right there. Funny, but cold.Only cure I know is show the wife the stash, or the 38 caliber treatment.
