Kitty? What kitty? Guess I should have shaved before I took that selfie. OK, you got me. I'm nowhere as good looking as that kitten. Actually, that picture is of a Persian kitten I wanted to buy after our 20 year old diabetic Maine Coon died, (150.00 a month in insulin and weekly vet visits for 8 years!) but the wife ain't havin' it. She's still in mourning and for the time being, we are catless.
I appreciate the honest answers I got here. To sum it up, IT DEPENDS, given the disparity between manufacturers and their vision of what their cigar should be is probably the short answer.
So, I have no choice but to smoke everything and decide for myself! No, no, don't thank me. It's a dirty, grueling job, but somebody has to do it, and I'm volunteering. However, if the weather doesn't break soon so that I can smoke on the deck, I may not live to complete my task. Although I scurry to the recesses of the basement to smoke, I'm starting to get those squinty eyes (you know the look I mean) from the wife, and I'm very careful about turning my back on her.
Best regards
Joe