I had not thought ahead too far on this impulse. All I've heard for the last 20 minutes is, "HELP ME, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME, I'M COLD!!!!! Now THIS is where it gets unbelievable. My neighbor has some tree limbs that need to be carried to the street. So in exchange for his freedom, my recent captive has agreed to work for Tom. All this activity has led me to the humidors. Time for a Graycliff 1666. I'll be watching....

A guy came to the front door and asked if there was any yard work he could do. I accompanied him down the driveway to the backyard. It was easy to get the bag over his head quickly and there wasn't much noise coming from him. I managed to get him down into the basement from the backyard entrance. Getting him chained to the wall was more difficult. I won't go into detail.....then it was time for a smoke. A Hoya de Monterrey seemed just the ticket.