Heh. I thought this was gonna have some sorta, uh, "messy" disaster (like the front-hoe going head-over-butt into the hole).
Sure that's a septic tank and not a revolutionary bunker?
Heh. I thought this was gonna have some sorta, uh, "messy" disaster (like the front-hoe going head-over-butt into the hole).
Sure that's a septic tank and not a revolutionary bunker?
Why can't it be both?
I think the Fuente you were smoking was a Hemingway. It's a confusing thing with Fuente in that they have Gran Reserva on practically every label. But if it was a Fuente and a Figurado with a natural wrapper, it was most likely from the Hemingway line. They're fantastic smokes and it's nice that it was warm enough for you to smoke outside; in Chicago, we're still enjoying single digits, yay!!!!
BTW, great title to the post.
"If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair." -C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
That AF is some good SHIT!
"I didn't play at collecting. No cigar anywhere was safe from me."
~Edward G. Robinson
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