LOL, yeah I know, only a couple have been. I was truly looking for the odd things that make you happy about cigars, of course we all get happy when a package arrives.
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:-)
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Me too!!

That and an ash that stays on longer than expected and won't budge with a tap... good stuff there!
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When my lighter runs out of fuel just after a perfect light and the cigar doesn't need a touch up.

Idk why.
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I like when they put a ribbon on every level in your box of cigars to get the first one out, or turn one of the cigars of every level so that the celly is point upward and easy to grab.
When it's not there, I still smile cuz there's A BOX OF CIGARS IN FRONT OF MY FACE!!!! But the stupid little ribbon makes me happy!
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Bad jokes told over cigars in the company of good friends.
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The look on a friend's face when I hand him a cigar he has been wanting to try.
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The look on my friend's face when I said, "sign the box, not the bag" :-)
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Sitting on the porch with a friend, some scotch and a good cigar!!!
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Box press cigars that remind me of my grandfather. I miss him!
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When a cigar I thought would only be a yard gar turns out to be very enjoyable.
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I was thinking the same thing.:-)

I love sending them, and everytime I get one I have to smile cause someone took the time to think of me.
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When the cigars that arive at the house are ordered by your wonderful wife:-)




Or not and you get away with sneaking the box in the house





Or you get caught bringing the box in and your wife likes what you ordered
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x2! my wife always ask "what smells so nice?"
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When you're puffin' on a nub that's really small and someone asks you, "You really enjoying it that much? Do you want a roach clip or something?"

But my favorite is, "But you're a pastor, you can't smoke."

To which I respond, "So, can I buy us each a beer to enjoy while we sit and discuss this misconception?"

Peace of the Lord be with you.
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I gotta go with a nice big ash that doesn't drop off. And getting new packages in the mail. I'm like a kid at Christmas.
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Hearing the delivery truck pull up to the house!!!:-)
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:-) :-)

I'm such a douche bag.
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After reading them all, and only til then, I came up with mine. Our old blind dog that used to
smell termites for a living, now is only a specialist at detecting a potato chip bag opening
somewhere. When that old blind dog barks, I know the mailman is coming, and when I
count the days right, I usually hear them call my name up front.

There is also one about how I used to freak out about being without a cutter somewhere, in
the house, at work, in the car. Like reading glasses. Well now I smoke havanas and I can just
pinch a divot out of the cap and it smokes fine without a cut. Can't do that with lots of NC cigars.
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It was so cool yesterday when my wife called me at work before she left work: "You just got a box delivered from Swiss Post" and the box arrived about a week before I was expecting it :-)
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