I don’t really see how it’s any more inane than any other pit subject. Also it might be inane to you because smokers’ sense of smell tends to be affected by the smoking, so you perhaps don’t notice the smell of it on you.
Yes, but street sweepers love us!
Oh, let me take this opportunity to bitch about my roommate.
My roommate is a heavy smoker. He reeks. Okay, whatever, I can handle it, because he goes outside to smoke.
The other day, I came home to find the apartment smelling like an ashtray. I was like “wtffffff?” and asked him he was smoking inside. He said “…a little.” I asked him to please not do that. (He has NEVER done this before, AFAIK, even in the dead of winter. But we’re not going to be roommates much longer, so maybe he’s decided he doesn’t care what I think anymore.)
So he takes the opportunity to start ranting about how my cat is annoying him.
In his mind, my cat annoying him = he gets to smoke inside. He has never, ever complained about my cat in the past (although I will fully admit that my cat is often annoying). He just did this out of the blue.
If you look in the dictionary under “passive aggressive”, you’ll see a picture of my roommate.
He’s also under the entry for “smelly douche.”
You inspire me to post when I might otherwise say nothing. Thank God you are here! 
My sister, who is a chain smoker, gave us some new bath towels that she had sitting in her closet unused. And they stank!, and we washed them several times, and they stank! We could not bear to put one of the things up to our face no matter how clean.
They finally ended up in the garage for use when I changed the oil.
I’m pondering on this a little; I’ve come to the conclusion that if you decide you have to smoke, you have to make arrangements for your butts other than out the car window or flicked on the ground and not blame the government and car companies and businesses for not providing for your own personal choice. I have to make decisions about what to bring with me every time I leave the house; I guess smokers just have to get a Sucrets tin and bring that with them, too. And if there is no place to dispose of a butt properly, perhaps you shouldn’t light up.
A friend of mine was smoking on the porch and threw the but on the ground. I thought I smelled a forest fire (that happens in Oregon) for a fews days. Turns out she set the bark dust on fire!! It smoldered for days until it burned out. She could have set my frigging house on fire.
And you’re ugly and socially inept, and you and your fat brethren cause other countries to make fun of us. But you don’t see me posting a whiny bitchfest about it.
Also, I don’t smoke. So there goes that theory.
We had a fire here last month that has has left hundreds of people homeless that was caused by one of the residents disposing of a cigarette butt in a planter. Your friend really could have set your house on fire.
When I was in boot camp (c. 1980) our company commander, noting that there were a lot of smokers in his unit, actually took half an hour of our time one day to show us how to, in his exact words, “field strip” a cigarette butt.
JFTR, I don’t think I’ve seen a post in which ivn1188 actually admits to being a smo–
Oh.
Okay, I see what you did there. Carry on.
Funny story (to me): We were in a small tour group. Constantly in front of us was this beer-gutted feller, stinking of B.O. and cigarettes. This was a particularly long tour. What were we touring? Caverns. And not big ones, like Carlsbad. Caverns not nearly cavernous enough.
When I was in boot camp (c. 1976), ours told the smokers they could fall out of formation for a smoke break while the rest of us stayed put.
ivn, the problem is you don’t say anything else. If I see your name in a pit thread, I know you’re going to be griping about the OP. There’s no point in reading anything your write.
It’s not that you’re mean, You’re just annoying. You have this odd view point where it’s bad for other people to gripe about unimportant crap, but it’s okay for you. You can’t do what you want others to do.
All you accomplish is that people ignore you and make fun of you. Your message isn’t getting across. If anything, you’re inspiring everyone not to pay attention to what you say.
I pulled you off ignore for making a good ATMB comment once. But the only other time I see you is griping in the pit. It doesn’t add to the conversation, so I don’t need to read it. Goodbye.
I’m completely wooshed.
You, sir/ma’am. are evil.
I did! Once.
Oh, don’t put **IVN **on ignore, **BigT. **It’s much better to read his posts and think of this. He’s basically impotent rage incarnate.
Heh. You stink.
When I’m driving behind a smoker who’s flicking ash out his car window, I’ve never missed seeing the consumed butt flying out the window sometime afterwards (assuming I’m behind the person long enough for them to have finished their cigarette).
If your philosophy is “the world is my ashtray”, there’s no reason to have cigarette litter messing up your car’s nice clean one.
Sure. However, if I’m aware of any way in which I offend, I try to rectify that situation.
Does my breath stink? Okay, I’ll brush my teeth.
Do I have body odor? That’s what deodorant is for.
Am I too loud? I’ll try to keep it down.
Am I ugly? Well, I’ll see what I can do about that.
I don’t think I could ever smoke, for many reasons (not the least of which, of course, is that it directly and indirectly lead to the deaths of both of my parents). The odor is yet another reason.