The night before our nephew's wedding in December of '06 a bunch of guys in the family were out on the back patio and they were about to fire up some smokes. Scott, aka TripleF, being the courteous botl that he is, asked if I wanted a smoke.
I floored them when I said sure. So they gave me either a Swisher Sweet or Black and Mild. I thought not bad. I think Scott was about to fall over when I said yes.
Scott offered to pick up some sticks for the reception the next night and several of us said sure. He showed up with some Perdomo Lot 23's. It has been all down hill ever since.
