Cigarette Loads

I loved these things growing up. My brother smoked and every morning he'd get up and call Mom at work and light up. He had a habit of leaving his smokes laying around. Once I took a couple out of the pack, pulled some tobacco out, placed the loads and repacked the tobacco over them. I went my way. Later my Mom told me that Bill called and while they talked she heard a small pop in the background then some profanity. Gotcha. Every time I see an ad for these things I get a warm fuzzy feeling.