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monica lewinsky
Why is she going to kill you? Don't tell me you didn't get her some cigars too!!!!! :ss
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i haven't tried that one yet
Why is she going to kill you? Don't tell me you didn't get her some cigars too!!!!! :ss
Just do what I do, stash them in your humi, and "forget" to tell your wife
Scott
Just leave them in your car until she goes to bed and then quickly (and quietly) run outside and move them to the humi. I have successfully completed this maneuver for over 3 years.
Also, when you receive a package in the mail that is obviously full of sticks, just say, "Damn, they hit me again! Those are some good guys!" This even works when the postal stamp is from Sweden! :tu
Is that cigar laundering?:tpd: Spread the wealth and this way she can never trace 'em!
When I received my package from Taboo, I walked quickly to the front door and moved the box inside. When she left the room, I quickly unpacked it and put the items in my humi. (I had just received 3 packages the day before, and she said, "I think that is enough cigars for a little while.")
Man I'm so far past this. I've corrupted the mail man. He'll knock on the door and if anyone other than me answers he'll ask my wife if I'm around to answer some questions about a video game. If I am here and not alone while talking about said game I pop the trunk of the car and he leaves the package there. If I'm not here he sticks the package inside the garage door and leaves me a note in the mailbox "thanks for the advice."
I am both extremely proud and deeply shamed by this system. Sadly my mailman is moving into another position with USPS, so it once again goes to the old "beat wife home for 2 straight weeks after placing the order" system.
What I do....ship to work and only to work. That way there is always someone there to accept the package. Now, for getting it in the house and in my humi safely.....this can be a bit tricky.
There are two methods I use:
1) Leave it in the car until the gf goes to bed and then sneak it in the humi
2) Place the stash either in my work bag or an anonymous plastic bag and wait until she is in the washroom/shower/immersed in a tv program, then I run upstairs and quickly drop the stash off. If I'm caught I say that I was just rearranging my stock and checking the humidity!
Or....you could grow some nuts.
J/K Sir, don't be mad....totally a joke.
hehe I suppose...trust me they are there, but I'd rather them not be blue all the time.
:r :r :rhehe I suppose...trust me they are there, but I'd rather them not be blue all the time.
How much did it cost?
Rev.
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My gf gets excited when I get cigars.
(And if the sun is out, and if the Steelers are on, and if I'm busy, and if the lights go out, the list goes on ad finitum...)
It's win/win. :tu