I was smoking, AND I was on the toilet, AND on TPF, AND had photoshop open in the background. And I had the cigarette hanging out all Raoul Duke style.... and I was photoshopping.... and chatting.... and toilet-ing... until... OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST DO As it turned out, it wasn't so much about what the hell I just did so much as it was what I didn't. I didn't flick the ash. Now I have a boo-boo. TO MAKE THIS THREAD SOMEWHAT PRODUCTIVE: Post your least favorite "$(%%*" story.