Holy crap... I totally forgot about those. I always felt a bit feminine holding onto a tiny, offshooting wire to finish a joint. Besides, the only way I'll stop hitting it is when it's too hot to hold, so those throw me all off. My fingers are so seasoned anyway from fixing canoeing blunts, snuffing bowls, etc. that I take pride in my ability to withstand the heat. I always thought they were a pain in the ass to roll too. Funny memory though... would have totally forgot about those. :thumbsup: