A term applied in the world of teen smoking. At least it was when I was engaged in the practice of learning another way to kill myself at an early age. The scenario was usually like this:

You would crowd into the bathroom at your high school between classes. Several packs of smokes would be retrieved from the socks of the user, or perhaps from the crotch area. Either way, it was a guarantee that the full flavor of the tobacco would be tainted with one odor or another.

Zippo lighters would be hastily applied to the forbidden items, and you'd have all of two minutes to do what should normally take seven. This would result in a red hot box of tobacco hanging from the end of your cigarette, looking like a devil's flaccid pecker.

Now this is virtually impossible, due to the fact that idiots will ruin everything, eventually.