This drives me absolutely bat $h!T crazy with cobs. I've really tried to give them a fair shake and enjoy them, but when they look like a class of kindergarten kids assembled them with with Elmer's glue and fiskar scissors I have a hard time appreciating them. I'm sure I'll get hung for this comment by the cob men around here, but I just can't get over it. I've never enjoyed a cob enough to ignore the thought that I'm inhaling whatever brand of crazy glue that I can see leftover from the process of bonding stem to bowl. Then there's this Haggard looking chunk of wood hanging onto the bowl that I have to work around to pack and clean this damn thing? No thank you. Don't get me wrong, I own plenty of cobs and use them on occasion to fish, mow, or do any other kind of activity where I'm lighting a pipe and then ignoring it. But I've also been known to send them down to Davy Jones' locker after a bowl while fishing with no regrets, or chunk them in the trash after a day of mowing. It's just a $3 cigar in my mind.