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Critiquing Perique
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Yesterday was almost the perfect cigar day.....almost.
I got to visit a B&M I hadn't been to (Drapers in DC), scored a couple nice sticks and had plenty of time in traffic to enjoy a smoke with windows down and music cranked up. All was good and well in the universe. Once home I ran into a neighbor who had just got back from DR and said she had grabbed me a cigar. Could the day get any better? Turns out the cigar was a (I hesitate to call it ) Cherry cigarillo that smelled like port-o-potty air freshener. I should have known my luck wasn't that great. I smoked about half of it to be polite. Looking on the positive side, I appreciate good sticks even more after tainting myself with that urinal tart garbage. I'm sure many others out there have gotten cornered in a situation like that. Manners suck sometimes. |
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