to pack a joint;  to pack the piston of a steam engine;  pack someone's arm with ice.

I found that the Chapelon steamed almost too freely, because on a strange locomotive and road one usually tends to overfire a little through a natural lack of confidence.

Except for those times when I am drugging myself with movies, vanilla frosteds, the latest novel, or cremes de nepenthe, it is difficult for me to avoid the bothersome thought […]

Though I think he's straight: but then my bidar isn't always running at 100%.