My roommate and I bought corn-cob pipes in college and a bag of good tobacco. I think I could have easily made it a habit, but most other people (especially girls) didn't want to be around it.
What sealed it for me was when my mom (a surgical nurse) described a few operations to me where they had to cut lower lips off pipe smokers, along with cheeks, voice boxes, and down into the throat. So...I decided not to pursue the pipe thing any further.
