Ash on my pants. I cannot smoke a pipe, including all the fiddling required, without getting black spots on my pants.
Not saying it can’t be done, just not by me.
Not saying it can’t be done, just not by me.
One way I learned how to do a proper load was to test the draw after loading. Not that I don't sometimes forget, but so far it's worked.Well, that is very much how I feel upon realizing that I packed my bowl too tightly. I sit there dithering about whether to dump and reload, or draw 3x harder to make it work.
That is my peeviest of pipe peeves.
Here’s Your SignWhile minor, I suppose, it always bothers me in some small corner of my being when I am sitting with my pipe, smoke curling up to the heavens, and some one comes up and says something to the effect of, "Oh, you smoke a pipe?" Duh! It makes me want to throw it across the room and yell, "How did that get there?" Just old and cranky In guess.
exactly!!!Here’s Your Sign