I'm a lost cause

[TJarv]

I caught myself thinking today of a way to ruin my humidor so that I could purchase a winedor. The girlfriend wouldn't be happy if i had both so I thought the only way to get what I wanted was a cunning and evil plan of sabotage.

Yall should be ashamed of yourselves for shoving me off the cliff.

[Ciro]

:banger

:r

[CigarNut]

No need to ruin the humidor - just move it somewhere she won't see it. :)

[abanytime]

Why would she care? You could sell or give the humidor away and get rid of it that way...

[markem]

Put the humidor in the wine-a-dor because putting the entire thing in a climate controlled environment is the only responsible thing to do for any investment as important as cigars. Plus, it keeps the humidor from drying out, thus preserving and perhaps increasing the value of the humidor, long term, as a collectible.

We're here for you. We have winning strategies and are not afraid to share them.

[TJarv]

Why would she care? You could sell or give the humidor away and get rid of it that way...

I dont think she would actually care, but she would probably make me buy her another purse or shoes

[Ogre]

:lr:lr:lr:gl

[SmokinPhysics]

No need to ruin the humidor - just move it somewhere she won't see it. :)

If I may throw in my two cents, this seems like a logical choice.

Also, if you had truly fallen off the cliff, you'd get the wineador without sacrileging your current humidor :sl

[Ashcan Bill]

I dont think she would actually care, but she would probably make me buy her another purse or shoes

I built my wife two floor to ceiling shoe racks.

She's happy, and my humidors runneth over. :tu

[joeobx]

I built my wife two floor to ceiling shoe racks.

She's happy, and my humidors runneth over. :tu

You got away with just shoe racks ? I had to turn the small bedroom into her walk in closet.

[papichulo]

My wine fridge has cedar shelving and a johnson control thermostat, which I keep at 64 degrees and 65%. Beatles breed at 68 degrees and 65% is perfect smoking them straight out of the humi. Just my 2 cents. Do it!

[Ashcan Bill]

You got away with just shoe racks ? I had to turn the small bedroom into her walk in closet.

The old house, I actually had to put clothing racks in one of the extra bedrooms.

Fortunately, the house we have now has a walk in. Or maybe not so fortunately. :rolleyes:

[TJarv]

My wine fridge has cedar shelving and a johnson control thermostat, which I keep at 64 degrees and 65%. Beatles breed at 68 degrees and 65% is perfect smoking them straight out of the humi. Just my 2 cents. Do it!


What brand is yours?

[Hitagain]

Well thats kinda of how I got my wineador. My DD desided to add water to daddys humidor while I was sick and spilled water all over everything, when I went to get a smoke months later everything was molded...about 200+ sticks. Now I am gettingthe smell out of a new 280E and my drawers are on order from Forrest.

[Big Maduro]

Put a couple bottles of wine in it.......Tell her it's a winedor,that just happens to be a good place to put some cigars in.

[Apexkingjusto]

Houseadoor

[dwoodward]

If the woman won't let you have your hobbies, she's not worth having. :2

[smitty81]

where is that thread about a guy that divorced his wife because she made him pick between his cigars and her?

The guy built a large walk in humidor in his house and she got pissed.

That was an awesome thread......

[TJarv]

If the woman won't let you have your hobbies, she's not worth having. :2

She let's me do as I please as long as she gets what she wants as well

[maninblack]

where is that thread about a guy that divorced his wife because she made him pick between his cigars and her?

The guy built a large walk in humidor in his house and she got pissed.

That was an awesome thread......

He was a d-bag that got banned I believe. Wanna join his club?:r

[smitty81]

He was a d-bag that got banned I believe. Wanna join his club?:r

no.................:emo2004

[papichulo]

What brand is yours?

MagicChef, I purchased it from a fellow BOTL on this website as he upgraded to an Aristocrat. I can about 25-30 boxes into it.

[massphatness]

I dont think she would actually care, but she would probably make me buy her another purse or shoes

Two words: Jimmy Choo -- that man has single handedly allowed me to become a veritable cigar glutton :)

[papichulo]

Two words: Jimmy Choo -- that man has single handedly allowed me to become a veritable cigar glutton :)

As your avitar displays:banger

[TJarv]

Two words: Jimmy Choo -- that man has single handedly allowed me to become a veritable cigar glutton :)


Mine is a Michael Kors fan

[papichulo]

Yeah, I think we all have issues with the wife. My problem is my wife is a shoe fan like massphatness' and a purse freak. I want to cry sometimes. I deal with my stress by enjoying cigars.

[levrac68]

Mine is a Michael Kors fan

Mine Too, but we're lucky, because a Louis Vuitton fan will spend you out of house n home. :fp2

[TJarv]

Mine Too, but we're lucky, because a Louis Vuitton fan will spend you out of house n home. :fp2

Looking at the bright side, I like it

[Ratters]

where is that thread about a guy that divorced his wife because she made him pick between his cigars and her?



That was Rudyard Kipling: :D


The Betrothed

by Rudyard Kipling
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"You must choose between me and your cigar."
- Breach of Promise Case, circa 1885.

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Open the old cigar-box, get me a Cuba stout,
For things are running crossways, and Maggie and I are out.
We quarrelled about Havanas - we fought o'er a good cheroot,
And I knew she is exacting, and she says I am a brute.

Open the old cigar-box - let me consider a space;
In the soft blue veil of the vapour musing on Maggie's face.

Maggie is pretty to look at - Maggie's a loving lass,
But the prettiest cheeks must wrinkle, the truest of loves must pass.

There's peace in a Larranaga, there's calm in a Henry Clay;
But the best cigar in an hour is finished and thrown away -

Thrown away for another as perfect and ripe and brown -
But I could not throw away Maggie for fear o' the talk o' the town!

Maggie, my wife at fifty - grey and dour and old -
With never another Maggie to purchase for love or gold!

And the light of Days that have Been the dark of the Days that Are,
And Love's torch stinking and stale, like the butt of a dead cigar -

The butt of a dead cigar you are bound to keep in your pocket -
With never a new one to light tho' it's charred and black to the socket!

Open the old cigar-box - let me consider a while.
Here is a mild Manila - there is a wifely smile.

Which is the better portion - bondage bought with a ring,
Or a harem of dusky beauties, fifty tied in a string?

Counsellors cunning and silent - comforters true and tried,
And never a one of the fifty to sneer at a rival bride?

Thought in the early morning, solace in time of woes,
Peace in the hush of the twilight, balm ere my eyelids close,

This will the fifty give me, asking nought in return,
With only a Suttee's passion - to do their duty and burn.

This will the fifty give me. When they are spent and dead,
Five times other fifties shall be my servants instead.

The furrows of far-off Java, the isles of the Spanish Main,
When they hear my harem is empty will send me my brides again.

I will take no heed to their raiment, nor food for their mouths withal,
So long as the gulls are nesting, so long as the showers fall.

I will scent 'em with best vanilla, with tea will I temper their hides,
And the Moor and the Mormon shall envy who read of the tale of my brides.

For Maggie has written a letter to give me my choice between
The wee little whimpering Love and the great god Nick o' Teen.

And I have been servant of Love for barely a twelvemonth clear,
But I have been Priest of Cabanas a matter of seven year;

And the gloom of my bachelor days is flecked with the cheery light
Of stumps that I burned to Friendship and Pleasure and Work and Fight.

And I turn my eyes to the future that Maggie and I must prove,
But the only light on the marshes is the Will-o'-the-Wisp of Love.

Will it see me safe through my journey or leave me bogged in the mire?
Since a puff of tobacco can cloud it, shall I follow the fitful fire?

Open the old cigar-box - let me consider anew -
Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you?

A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke;
And a woman is only a woman, but a good Cigar is a Smoke.

Light me another Cuba - I hold to my first-sworn vows.
If Maggie will have no rival, I'll have no Maggie for Spouse!

[papichulo]

Excellent read... What year was this written?

[DaBear]

Excellent read... What year was this written?

"You must choose between me and your cigar."
- Breach of Promise Case, circa 1885.

:tu

I laughed while reading through it. New favorite poem :r

[papichulo]

:tu

I laughed while reading through it. New favorite poem :r

Yeah, I should have read the first lines before the poem.