Coolidors are for pu$$ies.

[the jiggler]

Now that I've got your attention... let's pretend you are private eye, Mike Hammer, Tracer Bullet, Thomas Magnum, Rockford, whatever resonates. Let's say times are tight, clients are few and far between. You've got a beat up 20 count humi sitting on your desk next to the coffee ringed blotter. You buy one box at a time, fill it up, empty it, repeat, because that is the kind of guy you are. Samplers, fivers, coolidors, tupperdors, all of them are for pussies. The sticks in this humi get you through the day and are are shared with clients, friends, lovers, competitors, whoever walks through the door. The two times you've gotten your picture in the paper you had one between your teeth. You've changed guns. Twice. But never changed cigars. It's your trademark.

What's in your box?

[sikk50]

Hahaha, that was good!

Being a PI probably have a modest salary at best, I'd probably go with something from Padilla or Perdomo.

[Robulous78]

LoL interesting way to start a thread...

For me, I'd have to say some Rocky Patel Honduran blend... Damn good sticks for an even better price... I'd pit them against an OWR-M any day of the week...

[Zane]

For me it's either Oliva V's or LP's of some kind.

[iaMkcK]

Box after box of My Father's Flor De Las Antillas. Maybe a little switch up every now and then with some Tatuaje's or some Drew Estates.. But my go to: FDLA.

[Fordman4ever]

Cain Daytona or Oliva O.

[the jiggler]

Come on you bunch of sissies. Pick. A. Cigar. One. For your trademark. If whoever walks through the door glances askew at it, you punch em in the balls and send them packing. If the heiress seduces you on the desk, you burn one together for dessert. One cigar. One vitola.

[Fordman4ever]

Cain Daytona #4

[jjirons69]

PLPCs - cab at the time

[jluck]

La Gloria Cubana Rabito de Cochino

[cmitch]

Which humi? Small one has Liga Privadas and some varieties of sticks. Big one has LFD Double Ligeros, Work of Art maduros, Between the lines and some from another island. My trademark would have to be the T52 toro.

[MrWolf55]

Well if I was Thomas Magnum it would be a stolen 'canary island' cigar from Higgins' desk
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One of the greatest shows ever written.

To answer your question, Padron Londres in natural wrappers. Delicious cigar that can be enjoyed almost anytime of day, and a great value. Plus, anyone can enjoy one, cigar smoker or not - perfect for passing out. Cool topic btw.

[Ashcan Bill]

What's in your box?

JLPs and 158 grain semi-wadcutters.

[Porch Dweller]

Well, let's see. I'm a private dick so I'm not rolling in dough. But I want a cigar that's got enough class so that when the marks come in the door they don't think "why is this guy smoking cat fur rolled in dried llama dung." But not so good that I mind if it gets squashed when I'm pistol-whipping the location of the contessa's emerald necklace out of the two-bit wannabe jewel thief that lifted it from her cabana after the cotillion. I'd go with an AF Hemingway.

[Ranger_B]

La Casita Criolla!

[TJarv]

JJ Maduro

[iaMkcK]

Come on you bunch of sissies. Pick. A. Cigar. One. For your trademark. If whoever walks through the door glances askew at it, you punch em in the balls and send them packing. If the heiress seduces you on the desk, you burn one together for dessert. One cigar. One vitola.

lol, I think I was pretty clear with my "Box after box of My Father's Flor De Las Antillas." :-p

[LostAbbott]

ERDM Choxi Supreme. Easy.

[Catfish]

Times being tight, clients few and far between... I'm going with a Don Lino Africa.

[ziggy4112003]

Illusione epernay le ferme, a cigar that shows a connoisseurs palate, and is buttery enough to seduce any fem fatal or damsel in distress. **** the only way I smoke these is al natural; do not judge and do not try and tell me you smoke these clothed because I call bullshit right away on the that one. Issues what I have none, stop looking at me that way pffft :hn:

[DaBear]

NC: The previous year's Anejo 46
CC: I could live on some PLPCs for quite awhile with no complaints

[xFreebirdx]

La Vieja Habana Brazilian Maduro Chateau Corona. ;)

[Ismith75]

Either Bolivar No. 3/PC or PLPC

[JohnRogers]

This answer won't be popular but I'd be stocked almost all Rocky Patel Edge and a few La Gloria Cubana Serie N.

[maninblack]

Undercrown Corona's.

[maninblack]

or 601 Blues

[dwoodward]

Liga Privada #9

[bvilchez]

BGM for me

[iaMkcK]

This answer won't be popular but I'd be stocked almost all Rocky Patel Edge and a few La Gloria Cubana Serie N.

Well, at least it'd be price efficient! Also, if you like the LGCsN, CI has 10 packs for $35 with a Colibri cutter for free aswell. Might want to check it out bro:

http://www.cigarsinternational.com/html/spec_deals_e.asp?emailsrc=true

[Emjaysmash]

Any of the Padron (Thousand) Series Maduros. Vitola would change based upon my mood and the season.

[kelmac07]

601 Blues of course. :D

[the jiggler]

601 Blues of course. :D

Only one I could have predicted for sure.

[68TriShield]

Any of the Padron (Thousand) Series Maduros. Vitola would change based upon my mood and the season.

I would have to go with MJ on this for a NC cigar.
Vitola would probably be Londres.

[Dunkel]

601 Blues are hard to beat.

[Brlesq]

EPC Club 52 Maduros

[E.J.]

CC : BRC

NC : Tat Regios

[icehog3]

PSD4s for me, Pu$$y. :)

[shilala]

It's obvious a pc or lancero isn't gonna fly. They're not badass, they're just good.
I'm guessing that since this guy isn't making any money, he's not very good. After tapping a few old gray haired heiresses on his desk, he thinks quite a bit of himself.
The answer is obvious. Fauxhiba Torps. The ones with newspaper and banana leaves. :tu

[irratebass]

Since times are hard it would be a few bundles of Casa De Garcias

once clients pick up and business is booming then 601 Blues

[pfm721]

Illusione Singulare Phantom.

[Dukeuni]

Hum, let see- (1) Not much money, and (2) Impress some folks that come in (who most likely know nothing about cigars). I think I would go with something like "La Sirena"- Largest band I have seen on a cigar- seems to take up 75% of the cigar. So, get a box of the Churchill from the devil site.

[Weelok]

Padron 3000 Maduro. Great strength, flavors, and a great price. Plus it looks like a tough cigar.

[Bleez]

Modest salary? (Sounds like real life) 601 Blue Robbies. $65 a box, affordable.

All day long.

Old band. New ones aren't "rough" looking...

[SvilleKid]

Famous Nic 3000 Robusto. Unbanded. Cheap, about the RG of a .45, so Mike Hammer would appreciate them (Mike was the man!). Very nice construction, so they would fool many into thinking they could be $6 sticks. Good flavor profile, lots of sutle hints of good flavors. The flavors and medium body means the babe in the desk would be able to handle it.

While I enjoy the 3000, it's NOT my go-to stick. BUT it is the stick that meets the criteria of the original post!!!

[MarkinAZ]

Yeah, clients are far and few inbetween, and that's why he stocks his beat-up humi with "Nicaraguan Overruns" robusto' (5x54) from Holt' (and not those pu$$y 601 Blues either;)):tu

[dubleuhb]

Fuente 858's, Maduro or Sungrowns, throw in an occasional Cammie And I'm good.

[icehog3]

PSD4s are only about $7 apiece, Pu$$y. :D

[TJtorpedo]

If I'm a hard-case PI with not much dough to buy the finer things, the AB Maxx The Fix would be my stick. Perfect for blowing smoke into peoples' faces and the thick RG makes a heck of a burn mark when I'm working over scumbags for information.

[mk05]

Let's say times are tight...You've changed guns. Twice. But never changed cigars. It's your trademark.

What's in your box?

Partagas D4, JL#2, or cabs of ERDM CS.

If you had Kimber 1911's you wouldn't have changed guns. Fact.

[icehog3]

If you had Kimber 1911's you wouldn't have changed guns. Fact.

"Prediction. I never see you or him again for the rest of my life."

[Cigar Mike]

Tommy, the delivery guy, walked in and dropped a box from the cigar shop up the street. He spat a dirty toothpick on the floor and rasped out a grunt of a hello in a voice as greasy as that signature wife-beater he wore every day.

"Dey sey to tells ya this is the last box on credit. You gotta come clean on you bill or they aint gunna let you have no more."

Yeah, times are tough, and customers are as rare right now as that custom Kimber .45 that I let get away. She was a 'beaut, the lass that took her from me, but nothing was as gorgeous as that match-grade piece of lethal artwork that'd saved my bacon more times than I can ever admit. The night that skirt stole my piece was the darkest night of my life, at least, it was, until I found out she ran off with my dog, too.

Yeah, I admit that dog was no good for business...not much use in this trade for a bloodhound that gets lost chasing his own tail, but that gun was important, just about as much as the contents of that box sitting on the desk. This is serious work I do here, lives and fortunes rely on the brainpower of this private dick, and that takes a serious stick - cigar, that is - to get the job done.

Yeah, it's gotta be something I can smoke every day, but less jobs rolling in these days means I'm hanging on to money tighter than that dirty shirt's squeezing Tommy's healthy beer gut. This is something my trade relys on, whether it's to help me think my way out of hole I've dug myself into, or the smoke's just there to cover up the gallon of cheap purfume that rich old bat splashed on before she tried to hire me to find her missing cat again. Plus, the dames seem to dig a guy with a cigar, and my dear old dad always had some suggestions I won't repeat here about what to do with a girl that likes a good cigar from time to time. It's vital to keep that beat-up old humidor stocked all the time in this business.

"Here, Tommy, have a seat." I reach out to the box and pull out a Romeo y Julietta Reserve Maduro and hand it to him. These are cheap enough for me to keep around and hand out to anyone that needs to have a sit-down in my shop, but no so cheap I don't loose any dignity every time I light one up. There's a bottle of the finest rot-gut the corner store stocks in a plastic bottle and I fill up a mostly clean coffee cup and hand that to Tommy, too.

By the time Tommy and his trademark mustard stain are ready to leave he's been appeased by the cigar gods and I know he's not going to give me too much trouble next time I need another box. I chase him out of the office finally to get some serious work done on that bottle and light up my cigar. Just when I thought I was getting the winning hand on that particular situation, she walks in....

[whodeeni]

Where are you guys getting 601 blues for 65?

[the jiggler]

Tommy, the delivery guy, walked in and dropped a box from the cigar shop up the street. He spat a dirty toothpick on the floor and rasped out a grunt of a hello in a voice as greasy as that signature wife-beater he wore every day.

"Dey sey to tells ya this is the last box on credit. You gotta come clean on you bill or they aint gunna let you have no more."

Yeah, times are tough, and customers are as rare right now as that custom Kimber .45 that I let get away. She was a 'beaut, the lass that took her from me, but nothing was as gorgeous as that match-grade piece of lethal artwork that'd saved my bacon more times than I can ever admit. The night that skirt stole my piece was the darkest night of my life, at least, it was, until I found out she ran off with my dog, too.

Yeah, I admit that dog was no good for business...not much use in this trade for a bloodhound that gets lost chasing his own tail, but that gun was important, just about as much as the contents of that box sitting on the desk. This is serious work I do here, lives and fortunes rely on the brainpower of this private dick, and that takes a serious stick - cigar, that is - to get the job done.

Yeah, it's gotta be something I can smoke every day, but less jobs rolling in these days means I'm hanging on to money tighter than that dirty shirt's squeezing Tommy's healthy beer gut. This is something my trade relys on, whether it's to help me think my way out of hole I've dug myself into, or the smoke's just there to cover up the gallon of cheap purfume that rich old bat splashed on before she tried to hire me to find her missing cat again. Plus, the dames seem to dig a guy with a cigar, and my dear old dad always had some suggestions I won't repeat here about what to do with a girl that likes a good cigar from time to time. It's vital to keep that beat-up old humidor stocked all the time in this business.

"Here, Tommy, have a seat." I reach out to the box and pull out a Romeo y Julietta Reserve Maduro and hand it to him. These are cheap enough for me to keep around and hand out to anyone that needs to have a sit-down in my shop, but no so cheap I don't loose any dignity every time I light one up. There's a bottle of the finest rot-gut the corner store stocks in a plastic bottle and I fill up a mostly clean coffee cup and hand that to Tommy, too.

By the time Tommy and his trademark mustard stain are ready to leave he's been appeased by the cigar gods and I know he's not going to give me too much trouble next time I need another box. I chase him out of the office finally to get some serious work done on that bottle and light up my cigar. Just when I thought I was getting the winning hand on that particular situation, she walks in....

:banger

[Bleez]

We have a winner...

[icehog3]

We have a winner...

Sweet, what did I win?

[Bleez]

Sweet, what did I win?

A swift :gary from a brave soul. Not I.
:tu

[DaBear]

Sweet, what did I win?

A full box of Tats latest LE! :r

[icehog3]

A swift :gary from a brave soul. Not I.
:tu

A full box of Tats latest LE! :r

Which do I get first? :D

[lbowles2]

Box after box of My Father's Flor De Las Antillas. Maybe a little switch up every now and then with some Tatuaje's or some Drew Estates.. But my go to: FDLA.

I like the way you think... them things is tasty :dr

[CRIMPS]

Tommy, the delivery guy, walked in and dropped a box from the cigar shop up the street. He spat a dirty toothpick on the floor and rasped out a grunt of a hello in a voice as greasy as that signature wife-beater he wore every day.

"Dey sey to tells ya this is the last box on credit. You gotta come clean on you bill or they aint gunna let you have no more."

Yeah, times are tough, and customers are as rare right now as that custom Kimber .45 that I let get away. She was a 'beaut, the lass that took her from me, but nothing was as gorgeous as that match-grade piece of lethal artwork that'd saved my bacon more times than I can ever admit. The night that skirt stole my piece was the darkest night of my life, at least, it was, until I found out she ran off with my dog, too.

Yeah, I admit that dog was no good for business...not much use in this trade for a bloodhound that gets lost chasing his own tail, but that gun was important, just about as much as the contents of that box sitting on the desk. This is serious work I do here, lives and fortunes rely on the brainpower of this private dick, and that takes a serious stick - cigar, that is - to get the job done.

Yeah, it's gotta be something I can smoke every day, but less jobs rolling in these days means I'm hanging on to money tighter than that dirty shirt's squeezing Tommy's healthy beer gut. This is something my trade relys on, whether it's to help me think my way out of hole I've dug myself into, or the smoke's just there to cover up the gallon of cheap purfume that rich old bat splashed on before she tried to hire me to find her missing cat again. Plus, the dames seem to dig a guy with a cigar, and my dear old dad always had some suggestions I won't repeat here about what to do with a girl that likes a good cigar from time to time. It's vital to keep that beat-up old humidor stocked all the time in this business.

"Here, Tommy, have a seat." I reach out to the box and pull out a Romeo y Julietta Reserve Maduro and hand it to him. These are cheap enough for me to keep around and hand out to anyone that needs to have a sit-down in my shop, but no so cheap I don't loose any dignity every time I light one up. There's a bottle of the finest rot-gut the corner store stocks in a plastic bottle and I fill up a mostly clean coffee cup and hand that to Tommy, too.

By the time Tommy and his trademark mustard stain are ready to leave he's been appeased by the cigar gods and I know he's not going to give me too much trouble next time I need another box. I chase him out of the office finally to get some serious work done on that bottle and light up my cigar. Just when I thought I was getting the winning hand on that particular situation, she walks in....

Definitely interested in reading more about her. -(P

[CRIMPS]

+1 for PLPCs

[iaMkcK]

I like the way you think... them things is tasty :dr

Why thank you kind soul. They're the only cigars I have bought several times over on several occasions.

[icehog3]

Coolidors are for pu$$ies.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyt0eBN7RSI

[VersionX]

Tatuaje Anarchy - exactly what the character would be put in place to smoke out of existence :)

[Cigar Mike]

Definitely interested in reading more about her. -(P

Heh...nice! Maybe in a different thread... someday....

Glad you enjoyed!

[Emjaysmash]

Which do I get first? :D

Hate to break it to ya but the swift kick and the Tat LE are one in the same.

[icehog3]

Hate to break it to ya but the swift kick and the Tat LE are one in the same.

And I should expect delivery when?

[Emjaysmash]

And I should expect delivery when?

I think half of the fun is not knowing.

[Subvet642]

Tat Red Band Victorias.

[icehog3]

I think half of the fun is not knowing.

Tell that to a bastard child.

[Islayphile]

Another vote for 601

[MarkinAZ]

Hate to break it to ya but the swift kick and the Tat LE are one in the same.

And I should expect delivery when?


...Yeah baby! :po

[icehog3]

Hate to break it to ya but the swift kick and the Tat LE are one in the same.

And I should expect delivery when?

...Yeah baby! :po

http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa73/icehog3/kick.jpg

[MarkinAZ]

http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa73/icehog3/kick.jpg

Ooooofda... Hope he was wearing a cup:D

[Goldie]

Padron 2000 maduro

[whodeeni]

Tat Taa 12

[icehog3]

Chili con carne.

[sauls995]

for me it's dirty rats

[the jiggler]

for me it's dirty rats

"you dirty rat... "

[wescat]

Rocky Patel Factory Selects Toro.

[Lockspur]

Resting my Springfield 1911 down on the desk, I crack open my stick box and grab an Alec Bradley American Classic Robusto. A lot like Marge "Hot Lips" O'Hanahan at the Mayor's office. Short. Spicy. To the point. The stems on that dame make my contact lenses pop out and go looking for water. Within seconds I'm lost in a vision of redheads and smoke as a Nicaraguan Fog spills across my rolltop.

I really should close the case of her missing Pomeranian. She comes into my office every Friday looking for updates. "I'm close", I spit dryly, "my boys at the club are close to flushing the perp into the open." It's hard not to notice how her tears glide down her ample cleavage. "You'll call me when you catch the jerk?" she quivers. "Yeah, doll. I keeps my promises to a lady."

The fog is getting thicker inside and out. As she swings around to leave as I tip my hat. Sweet kid.

Alone with my smokes, I ponder...I really should buy more dog food. That little cretin'll be hungry by the time I get home.

[icehog3]

Resting my Springfield 1911 down on the desk, I crack open my stick box and grab an Alec Bradley American Classic Robusto. A lot like Marge "Hot Lips" O'Hanahan at the Mayor's office. Short. Spicy. To the point. The stems on that dame make my contact lenses pop out and go looking for water. Within seconds I'm lost in a vision of redheads and smoke as a Nicaraguan Fog spills across my rolltop.

I really should close the case of her missing Pomeranian. She comes into my office every Friday looking for updates. "I'm close", I spit dryly, "my boys at the club are close to flushing the perp into the open." It's hard not to notice how her tears glide down her ample cleavage. "You'll call me when you catch the jerk?" she quivers. "Yeah, doll. I keeps my promises to a lady."

The fog is getting thicker inside and out. As she swings around to leave as I tip my hat. Sweet kid.

Alone with my smokes, I ponder...I really should buy more dog food. That little cretin'll be hungry by the time I get home.

http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa73/icehog3/Neo_Whoa.jpg

[Cigar Mike]

Nice!