I was in the woods camping this 4th, with some long time friends. We're all college buddies and to be honest, when together, quite a reckless group of drinker/partiers. Needless to say, our group was not "mellow" that night, for lack of a better term. As the night continued, and the menacing stares at us from neighbors walking to and from the restroom facilities increased, we began to kick it into second gear by introducing a half gallon of cheap whiskey. As loud slurring and offensive language increased, a moment of clarity swept through my mind- the cigars that I had packed were in desperate need of company. So, I cut and handed these beautiful Matasa 30th Anniversaries out, then instructed the lot of stumbling, cross-eyed newbies how to light them. To the neighbors delight, we quietly sat down around the fire, and began talking about current and future plans for our lives. I learned more about these hooligans in those 45 minutes then I ever had during my college years. What an amazing experience I had, and all due to the power of the wonderful tobacco leaf. Even better, we had a great laugh the next day at the expense of one friend. He had never smoked a cigar before and received such a bad case of the spins at the end of the herf session, that he ran into the woods vomiting, only to later return without any shoes or a shirt on. The next day, we found them resting by one very pissed off neighbors tent, covered in vomit, with the neighbor saying he and his wife were awakened in the night to the ever pleasant sound of our friend heaving his guts out for 20 minutes. I looked at the guy, apologized, said Happy 4th of July, and all of us went back and got the "hell outta Dodge" before the real chaos started.
What was your cigar experience on the 4th?
What was your cigar experience on the 4th?
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