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Still Washing My Back
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I can’t remember my first. It was a maduro from a buddy’s Thompson sampler. Another friend declared “the dark ones are stronger” so he took a lighter colored one and got sick. None of us knew what we were doing, but from smoking pipes I figured inhaling wasn’t an option. That saved me whereas it didn’t save my friend.
Also, we were shooting guns at the same time. One of those friends passed away last year. I sure do miss him. I’ve never been sick enough to throw up. I’ve been a bit woozy, but that cleared up quickly. I did smoke a cigar while being “under the weather”. It wasn’t a pleasant experience. Turns out I had the ‘Rona. |
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Will herf for food
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First cigar was a gift. In 2003 I believe, I was asked by a friend to be a groomsman at his wedding. At the reception, which was at the clubhouse of a nice golf course, the bride's father was passing out cigars. I believe it was an H Upmann (NC) but which I can't say. At the moment we were all inside so I just stuck it in the inside jacket pocket. A little while later the bulk of us were out on the patio and they started lighting up. I didn't inhale and I really enjoyed it. A couple weeks later I wanted to another. It was all downhill from there.
My first Cuban cigar was a Bolivar Royal Corona. I picked some up in Toronto, as I had not yet found CS or any other options. Yes, I paid the 175% tobacco tax there just to try them out. I was like Clark Griswold lacquered up my sled with cereal varnish for the slopes after that. ![]()
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“Eating and sleeping are the only activities that should be allowed to interrupt a man's enjoyment of his cigar;” Mark Twain |
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