Jackie Childs would take my case
Ah, this takes me back to one of the best (or worst) cigar nights of my life... a few years ago a buddy and I were at Caesar's in Atlantic City (back when cigars were welcome at the tables). We camped at a blackjack table and my friend went through four VSG Spellbounds back-to-back-to-back-to-back, with no break. This was over the course of about six hours, and I remember just sitting there in awe. this was like watching Kobayashi ingest 50+ hotdogs in 10 minutes. I don't even want to think about how much nicotine he pulled.
I had two Spellbounds with me, and after I finished my second, the pit boss came over with two NC Montecristo Robustos. He nodded at my friend, who was puffing away, and said "I didn't want you to feel left out." I smoked the Montes (and I won't claim to have even tasted them at that point) and somehow got through the night without turning green.
Well, the next morning I had one hell of a hangover--and I don't think I had more than two drinks the entire evening. Hell, I could still smell the cigars 24 hours later. I looked and felt like Kramer from that episode of Seinfeld where he inhales the equivalent of 10 years of cigarette smoke in a matter of weeks ( he ends up on a bilboard as a would-be marlboro man, to the chagrin of Jackie Childs)
These days, I'm usually good for two (depending on size, of course) ... I don't think I'll be reliving that night any time soon. ; )