I used to smoke. Sometimes still miss it. I can tolerate some cigarette smoke. And still like the smell of custom Pipe tobacco.
But Cigars are just plain NASTY ROTTEN Things.
Only time I appreciated them is when Grandpa took me fishing up North in Canada and the flys and mosquitoes would decend in droves.
Uncle Frank lit up one of them Cigars and that was that! Bugs Gone!
Fumar!
You Da Man!
