tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post5520718127730021129..comments2024-03-27T03:19:11.216-04:00Comments on Assistant Village Idiot: Pipe SmokingAssistant Village Idiothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01978011985085795099noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-14462897069478549522008-12-27T12:16:00.000-05:002008-12-27T12:16:00.000-05:00I gave it a try in college, too; my dad was a pipe...I gave it a try in college, too; my dad was a pipe smoker. Don't recall how long, though. Took up shaving with a mug and brush in the late 60's, and still do.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-31655103294374473472008-12-27T10:40:00.000-05:002008-12-27T10:40:00.000-05:00So true about unburnt pipe tobacco smelling better...So true about unburnt pipe tobacco smelling better than the pipe smoke tastes. In college my roommate and I got on this kick where we bought corn cob pipes. I don't know why two techie-hippy types thought that was the way to go, but we both dropped the habit before year's end and never looked back.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-29271416053745565892008-12-27T08:46:00.000-05:002008-12-27T08:46:00.000-05:00Both of my grand-dads smoked pipes, and when visit...Both of my grand-dads smoked pipes, and when visiting them as a youngster it was always fun to disassemble the ones hanging on the rack and refit the pieces amongst themselves (gramps undoubtedly exerting much restraint not to be irritated - though perhaps hiding their fav one anyway) Hey, what a great idea - a text messaging pipe ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com