Man, I wish I got here earlier...this will definitely get buried, but here goes...me and my buddies, all of us smokers, used to duel. Someone would whistle the cowboy bit from the good the bad and the ugly, and two of us, pretty much the person that whistled and whoever they challenged, would step about fifteen-twenty feet apart. We would finish up the cigarette until there was just the burning butt, and someone else would call the duel. Once they called it, we would flick the cig at the other person, trying to hit them, and you were allowed to dodge, but you'd get a punch if you moved your feet. We got burned quite a few times, one time a cig went down my sweatshirt and burned all down my back.