So I had this friend struggling with an unusual but serious addiction problem. He was absolutely OBSESSED with tractors. It started off fairly low key, just a bedroom covered in posters of tractors, models on the shelves etc. Eventually it escalated to the point where he was arrested for trespassing onto a farmers land and taking said farmer's tractor for a joyride around the fields. A year or so later after a lot of therapy and help from supporting friends, we're on holiday and celebrating his 6th month clean of this addiction in a local bar.... Now I return from the gents and this guy is standing on the table and very deliberately breathing in and exhaling the fog of cigarette smoke hanging above us. I look up at him and ask 'Mate, what are you doing?' He looks back at me completely deadpan and says . . . . . . . . . . . 'I'm an extractor fan' Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk