So, I'm on my way about 11:00pm last night to meet my lady in town to bundle up and go for a walk. I was finishing a cigar when I noticed a road block up ahead. I got excited, because for some reason, I love road blocks. I pulled up and rolled down my window. "Licence and proof of insurance" .... "what kinda cigar you smoking?"

"Sancho Panza Double Maduro"

"Damn, how in the hell do you remember all that shit?"

I laughed, "Well, I got a whole box of em', might as well know what they are."

Then they started asking me other questions about it. I found it quiet humorous. Good ole Mississippi cops.