It all starts out innocently. The snow gently starts to fall and the temperature drops below zero, your lips get a little chapped in the outdoors so you put on some chapstick, lypsol or whatever you happen to have. Before you know it your a junkie, just waiting to apply the goo, to feel it's soothing touch on your dry irritated lips. You, are addicted! You need something stronger so you try the medicated stuff and now you can't go back, you can only move on to the harshest substanse known to mankind, Tiger Balm. Then the worst possible thing happens, you loose you lip therapy. Your body starts convulsing from withdrawl. Your lips start to peel, making them look like Angelina Jolie's. Your most comforting friend has left you. What do you do once you have tasted the sweet nectar of addiction?