I load.
I light.
I smoke.
I’m happy.
Tamps.
Maybe ash.
Couple relights.
No problem.
Then the end of the bowl comes & the dance begins. Well, it’s actually more of distrustful wrestling match.
It’s not that I want to smoke the dottle & take every bowl down to the dregs. It’s just that I always want more.
More satisfaction.
More smoothness.
More happiness.
More smoke.
The pipe is like, “All right. I’m clocking out. Going on break.”
And I’m like, “We’ll see about that, Buster. Because I just KNOW you’ve got some more goodness down there you’re not telling me about.”
I relight, often pleasantly. Then the bowl is really finished. But I still try the dance a couple more times before I finally set the pipe down, both happy and sad.
I just never want a bowl to end.
I light.
I smoke.
I’m happy.
Tamps.
Maybe ash.
Couple relights.
No problem.
Then the end of the bowl comes & the dance begins. Well, it’s actually more of distrustful wrestling match.
It’s not that I want to smoke the dottle & take every bowl down to the dregs. It’s just that I always want more.
More satisfaction.
More smoothness.
More happiness.
More smoke.
The pipe is like, “All right. I’m clocking out. Going on break.”
And I’m like, “We’ll see about that, Buster. Because I just KNOW you’ve got some more goodness down there you’re not telling me about.”
I relight, often pleasantly. Then the bowl is really finished. But I still try the dance a couple more times before I finally set the pipe down, both happy and sad.
I just never want a bowl to end.