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The Stranger
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I used to live in a really bad neighborhood where the local liquor store had a razor blade on a string so the customers could slice it open to remove the crappy tobac and fill with a product more to their liking.
Like Bob said, crap is crap. |
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Guest
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I was in a situation about 6 months ago where a friend offered me a machine made. He knew I was a cigar smoker and had gotten a fresh box. I appreciated the gesture and didn't want to offend him by telling him that I only smoke premium cigars. Needless to say the sweet tip and acrid chemical taste that took my mouth by hostage was just too much. I took one draw and quickly found an excuse to immediately remove myself from the situation.
Lesson learned and never again... ![]() |
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