I actually own this item; I picked it up about a year ago, when better half was making sincere promises to quit...promises that remain sadly unfulfilled. Now you can’t even read what it says, much less see Jesus’ face, because ashes obliterate its entire surface. I really hoped the religious guilt angle would work, because bitching, cigarette hiding/destroying, pleading, bargaining, guilt-tripping, meaningful health-related discussions and outright threats hadn’t done any more good than the OTC methods and the nasty prescription. Truth is, a person has to make up his/her own mind about when it’s time to quit smoking, but don’t let that stop you from trying to persuade your loved ones in every way you possibly can that the time is now.
