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Il megglior fabbro
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Even if I've had a bad day, I try not to let it affect my cigar. I take a deep breath, count to ten, think "ommmmmmmmm", whatever, then do my best to enjoy my smoke. It usually works. And I never let a bad cigar ruin a good day - life's too short, and I have others.
Yet when the stars align, it is special. |
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#2 |
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This works for me with Scotch and other things too.
Sometimes a good cigar can make a blah day better. Sometimes a good day can make a blah cigar better. Sometimes a really bad day or cigar will ruin the other. And then there are the times when the stars align and all is just perfect with the world. Those are the moments that we keep trying to recreate in our lives. ![]() |
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Uncle Kitty
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There are times in my life that quite frankly, stink. I find during these hard times that a beer in my hand and (or) a cigar make everything better.
My thinking is that if I'm drinking a beer or smoking a cigar life can't be really that bad. I must confess that I keep a box or two of Te-Amo Robustos to smoke when I need to be reminded that life is good even in the worst of times. I think that the stinky barnyard smell makes me think that "Hey, this isn't the worst cigar!" and I take comfort knowing that I can smoke better cigars. Same with beer. I'll buy a case of some really cheap beer and I love it. My wife wonders why I do this, I tell her it reminds me that this beer was fantastic when I was a poor college kid, and it still tastes pretty good. So, after all that long-winded stuff, yes, a cigar good or bad can be great. I mean how bad can life be if you're smoking a cigar? I'd argue that a cigar in times of stress is better than one smoked in perfect circumstances. Cigars relax us and make the world a better place. It doesn't matter the quality of the cigar, it's the enjoyment of the act itself. Like pizza and sex, a cigar even if not great, is still good. ![]()
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"You stink like cigars Uncle Kitty!" Said my Boo age 3. "Kid, take care of your family and the hell with anyone else" My Grandpa Bubba. |
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