Who needs an ash tray?! I don't have to get up to go get an ash tray when I have you following me around on your hands and knees. You were born to be an ash tray. You're so stupid there's absolutely no use in the whole entire world for you - except for you to open your dumb mouth wide and use it as a receptacle for my cancerous ash. You could stay right where you are permanently in my pretty backyard for the rest of your pathetic life and no one would even notice you were missing. Just a disposal for cigarette butts, ashes and my spit. THAT IS IT!