In my freshman year of high school, I played Barbouille in "The Jealous Husband". Because of drug laws concerning government property, naturally I couldn't smoke a tobacco pipe on stage, but the director decided that incense isn't a drug. I took a small cone on incense, lit it, stuck it in the pipe and smoked it for the whole show...young and unafraid of risks. During one performance, I was gesticulating madly with the pipe, having forgotten the burning substance in the bowl, when the incense popped out, leaving me fumbling wildly on stage with this smoldering ashy thing. Needless to say, always play it safe when there's fire on stage.