so tonight i decide to go out for a smoke, and after some browsing the humidors i go with a cigar that was part of recent trade with a best friend from high school. I was looking forward to smoking this Dunhill because i can't remember the last time i had one. So i pull the label off carefully as usual and notice it was glued directly to the wrapper, which peeled and looked just like brown paper. Not thinking about it i cut the cigar and light it up, take my first draw then lick my lips... much to my surprise my lips have a really sweet taste on them. At this point i knew it obviously wasn't a dunhill, but i smoked the first inch and half before i just couldn't take it anymore.
Mr. funny knew he could take advantage of my trust and re-banded some crappy drug store cigar.
I called him and we both laughed, mostly him. Now its time to brush my teeth again and try to get this terrible after taste out of my mouth.
Maybe for his birthday i will send him a box of "padron 2000" :twisted:
Mr. funny knew he could take advantage of my trust and re-banded some crappy drug store cigar.
I called him and we both laughed, mostly him. Now its time to brush my teeth again and try to get this terrible after taste out of my mouth.
Maybe for his birthday i will send him a box of "padron 2000" :twisted: