Discussion in 'The Smoking Lounge' started by user3221, Jun 27, 2012.
she's always good so i call her ....... ?
I Still have not named mine
its been years in this relation so it is time...
She's kinda sexy when she is full
so I think
I've "named" a number of mine, especially the meers, but it mostly relates to the shape.
There's the Lady...the Two Pony...the Battered Ball...Rosie (rose shape)...the Dragon.....you get the picture.
Some of my briars are gifts from friends, so there's Danny's Eagle...the PeterWD...Jimbo's Bash....etc.
the jack, the mudbowl, wheatley, ole woody, mr pitts.
I find the idea great, but I've yet to name any pipes. My paintball markers, guns, and blades usually pick up a name once I get to know them. My motorcycle also has one... Might have to think about something to call my growing group other than "this pipe, that pipe," and the occasional "...and that gurgling hookah wanna-be."
No, ......maybe. Does , "you piece of sh*t" count?
Many of them are just: "my baby".
Not much besides "Aw its your time." or "you ready?"
I don't name my pipes. They wouldn't come to me if I called them anyway.
i call 'em all 'pipe'
Yep; briar, grabow, cob, pocket.
Nah. I just identify them by make (or line) and visual appearance or shape number. Smooth system. Kapet 03. Savinelli/Tevere 315/prince. Savinelli/Trevi 114/billiard. Luciano bent ball. Johs bulldog. That kinda thing.
Strange, i've never named a pipe. I've named cars and guns but never a pipe.......
I have a battered up bulldog I call the Hooligan. Then there's the Rewcob and the Gurgling Monster (AKA the Mental Patient). The rest of them are often called upon with variations of the word b@st@rd.
I haven't named my pipes per se, but they all sort of wind up with names courtesy of my other half.
If I ever have a reason to refer to them out loud, I usually call them by what they are. "Bent CG. Big straight briar."
My wife, however, gives them very literal names. "Hey, where's my little pipe with the nose?" in reference to her Calabresi bulldog which has a somewhat pointed detail protruding from the bowl. "Hey, hand me my cob that looks like something a soldier in the Civil War would smoke," when referring to her bent MM Patriot. Every single time.
I make my living as an artist and much of what I do borders on abstract expressionism. "Hey, I like that painting of a dancing corndog!"