Who Here Has NEVER Smoked A Cigarette?

never, ever. Hate the smell.

I took two or three puffs off a cigar when I was drunk once, and I’ll smoke pot if friends are offering, but I’ve never smoked a cigarette and have found the idea of it disgusting since childhood. I don’t even like touching them.

Never, and I can guarantee you that my sister, parents and grandparents never have either.

Never. Not tempted in the slightest. They smell awful and kill you. I really don’t see the attraction.

Me neither.

Never. Never had more than just a sip of alcohol, either.

Valete,
Vox Imperatoris

Nope.

Nah. To be honest, though, I’ll admit that I’m a deeply boring individual.

Never smoked a cigarette. I once asked my mother what they tasted like. She said “like burning leaves.” That put me right off.

I have smoked an occasional cigar and had a pipe for a short time. And I indulged in “harmful smoking materials” (as Dick Tracy called them) in college. But never an actual cigarette.

Nope.

I hate the smell, although it doesn’t bother me as much as it used to (I have a bunch of friends that smoke, but they’re all considerate smokers).

My dad used to smoke a pipe and I love that smell, and cigars, but I’ve never smoked anything.

Cigarette? Never. Cigar? Couple of times.

Marijuana? I plead the 5th.

Yo. Absolutely has never appealed to me at all, with the smell being #1 on the why list. No doobies either.

Not a chance, never would, never will.

Right here. Never the aforementioned “hand rolled” types, either, though I’ll admit to marijuana through other means once.

Truth be told, there are cigarettes that I do like the scent of, but I suspect that in concentrated form, I wouldn’t. Besides, I’m currently using all the willpower I have to keep myself off of Gummi Bears- I have nothing to spare for nicotine.

I have never smoked tobacco.

Never a cigarette. I once smoked half a bad cigar and was sick for three days - I was the only woman at a bachelor party and the rule for me going was I had to fully participate in beer, cigars and strippers.

For a very brief time I would go to my brother’s and buy a pack (menthols, usually, and, sometimes, really cheap cigars) on the way. Then I would drink and smoke the night away. I never finished a pack and I left them there for my brother or sister-in-law. But, I never, honestly, I never inhaled. Honest to Bill Clinton, I never inhaled. Smoked a few joints when I was younger, that’s it.

Never ever. My mom smokes and I don’t even like being in her house because my hair and clothes stink afterward. Never been a temptation.

I’ve never smoked a cigarette, although I have smoked flavoured tobacco from a hookah.

Nope, never have, never will. The closest I’ve ever come to smoking anything were my regular trips to the local bowling alley, back before they became a non-smoking establishment, anyway. (Even back then, though, there was no smoking allowed on the lanes during the youth league time slots, so it wasn’t all that bad.)