I was on GC and suddenly I had a craving for a cigarette. So I searched my pockets and everywhere else, but couldn't find a damn ciggy. So I went to my father's office which is right next door to look for one, but still couldn't find any. And I saw the ash tray on his desk, and there was one particular butt that had some smoke left in it. I hesitated for a second, but the craving got to me, and I carefully picked it up and lighted it. I took a small puff and... Yuck... it tastes like the old man's breath. So I put it back in the ashtray, but for some reason, I didn't put it out, I just... placed it back where I picked it up. I guess unconciously I didn't want him to notice anything different on his desk. But the smoke was rising, so I tried to put out the cherry by using my saliva on it, but my saliva was too sticky, and it won't drop. So I tried to spit it out with a short burst, and... The burst of air blew all the ash from the ashtray and covered half of my face and half of my father's desk... The moral of the story : 1. Don't salvage smoked butt from someone else's ashtray. 2. Don't spit into an ashtray which is full of ash.