Has anyone been, is there a decent selection?
Reviews mention cigars and "other" smoking accessories but fail to touch on it's namesake wares.
		
		
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I went to Las Vegas once... 
I was playing blackjack at the Venetian and doing really well.  I decided to bring $200 to the casino because it is what I could afford to lose at the time.  Every single hand went my way.  I ended up at $4500 and decided I was done.  I hardly ever gamble and the fact that I was up over $4000 blew my mind.  I cashed out and asked the concierge for the best scotch bar in town.  
I headed over to Mandalay Bay to the Ri Ra Irish Pub.  They had a bottle of Macallan 1939 at $500 a pour.  I'm a scotch guy, and while I like Islays most of the time, I couldn't turn down a chance to taste a 40 year old scotch.  The waitress brought it over to me and I took my first sip.  It was like drinking the tears of a thousand Scottish virgins weeping over the corpse of a unicorn.  It took me over an hour to drink that single pour of scotch.  I dream about it.  Sometimes I think about the taste of that scotch when I make love to my wife.  It was good.  Really ****ing good.  
I still had $4000 left and decided to just head back to the hotel.  My head was buzzing from my 40 year old scotch and the fact that I won so much money.  I felt good.  I felt real good.  I wanted to keep that feeling going...so I called an escort service... I didn't really have any preference so I just went up to my room and waited... and waited... it took 2 hours for them to send someone over.  I opened the door and..we got started.
It was pretty mind blowing.  I can't even explain to you what it was like.  I had only requested an hour though, and it went by way too fast.  I realized I had never asked what the prices were and thought about all my sweet sweet money when I asked her the price.  She looked me in the eyes and said "About tree fiddy."  That's when I realized that this prostitute was a 8 story tall lizard from the protozoic era!  I look her right in the eyes and said "God damnit, Loch Ness Monster, you ain't gonna get my tree fiddy!" and threw her out of my hotel room.  I locked the door, put my cash in the room safe, took a shower to wash the lizard funk off of my junk and went to bed.
True story.
		
		
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@Mark, I'll check them out this morning, thanks. Seems Cigars rule the day there which is fine but I'd love to poke around for a tin or two of something nice. 
@Joe, I've seen the 8 story tall lizard women you speak of but scotch isn't what got me there. If I was lucky enough to pull a win like that I'm bringing back a box of Opus X's for our lunch smoke crew. We'll get Morgan and Davies off those Drew Estates one of these days.
		
		
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