There's always someone has to ruin it for me...
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Thanks to the CatFish, I thought I had discovered da joy of da bom. He roped us noobs into this A Team joke. I have been scurrying back and forth from the B&M to the post office ever since. This is great fun, thought I. I'm dropping thirty bucks and postage and feeling good about myself.
Then along comes this Big Effing Steve and ruins it all. Look what this sumbidge hits me with last night:
Casa Magna Oscuro, Padilla 32 and Miami, Pepin Garcia's father's little jewel, a big Undercrown, and an AB FB.
Now I feel like a piker. There is no effin way my shallow pockets can keep up with big effin pockets like this. I feel like I brought a cork gun to a Glock fest. Seriously. This bombing game, we need some weight classes, like boxing. Unless the heavyweights at the other end are ready to show a little discretion, I'll just have to drop out. Not only am I relatively impecunious, ya know, but I also don't smoke no big dollah sticks, cause that would be pearls before swine. You don't sooth baby's gums with 25 year old Laphroaig; you dip your finger in that crap the old lady mixes whiskey sours with, and rub that on Junior's budding teeth. Same here. At my yeasty stage of development, I still enjoy a good two buck cigar; seven is heaven. Don't know no better. If I did have the elusive sponduits to keep up, I would have no clue what to waste them on. I'd be standing there staring at dog turds on top shelves like a pole axed polack until the gal at the counter called 911.
Nope. I'll just have to quit. Can't play this game.
There always has to be one in every crowd goes and ruins it for ya.
Then along comes this Big Effing Steve and ruins it all. Look what this sumbidge hits me with last night:
Casa Magna Oscuro, Padilla 32 and Miami, Pepin Garcia's father's little jewel, a big Undercrown, and an AB FB.
Now I feel like a piker. There is no effin way my shallow pockets can keep up with big effin pockets like this. I feel like I brought a cork gun to a Glock fest. Seriously. This bombing game, we need some weight classes, like boxing. Unless the heavyweights at the other end are ready to show a little discretion, I'll just have to drop out. Not only am I relatively impecunious, ya know, but I also don't smoke no big dollah sticks, cause that would be pearls before swine. You don't sooth baby's gums with 25 year old Laphroaig; you dip your finger in that crap the old lady mixes whiskey sours with, and rub that on Junior's budding teeth. Same here. At my yeasty stage of development, I still enjoy a good two buck cigar; seven is heaven. Don't know no better. If I did have the elusive sponduits to keep up, I would have no clue what to waste them on. I'd be standing there staring at dog turds on top shelves like a pole axed polack until the gal at the counter called 911.
Nope. I'll just have to quit. Can't play this game.
There always has to be one in every crowd goes and ruins it for ya.
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you really wanna mess with a heavy hitter?
im like a lake troll.... i sleep for long periods of time but when i wake up, i reign doom on the countryside
Now, whats your addy again??
*cough, Cough*
sorry. had something in my throat.
are we all getting sick?
wtf?
Damn, man, this is the unhandiest forum software I've ever seen,
Okay, I fixed the original picture. The pictures in your quoted sections remain squashed.
That Miami is an extremely good cigar. It is definitely one that will make you go, "hmm, didn't expect that."
And don't under-estimate your hit on Mike. I'm gonna go out on a limb here and suspect that the timing of our bombing run was very appreciated by him and he seems to be one that thinks highly of what ever you sent.
Awesome hit!
Armaes, don't waste you money...