God, @Doreensfree never ending garden? good times in stick alley...
(Don't go there much anymore tho, got weird, stickless and making fun of obese people which is not my bag at. all.)
My personal funny is when I first quit and my husband made a big deal about quitting too, but he "needed" nicorette to use at work. Well, he kept leaving his pack of cigarettes in his pants or on the headboard and it just wore me out that he thought he could keep up this charade.
One day, I had to use his truck (he keeps his stash in the door panel) and there was like 3 packs in there...like 4 in one pack, 10 in another and a full one...and quite coincidentally a FULL unopened nicorette package.
I dumped all the cigarettes in the console and put sections of the gum in each empty cigarette pack and put them back in the door panel.
Well, he finally "had to run to the store"...you guys know the drill...when he came home, he was chomping gums and pissy. Oh, man? I loved it.
The whole day he stomped and slammed and bit*hed...finally I asked him "Did you even look in the console?"
I'd never seen him move that fast!?
Never found another pack of cigarettes in the house again tho!!