I'm calling the cops.
One more chair.
I smoked my skull of last night in Fayetteville with the nicest bunch of folks you'd ever want to meet. Squid called us in and SmokeyJoe and I drove down together. Wow. Nice smokes. Some poor boy (won't mention his moniker) from SC went up to Shack and got totally corrupted, apparently by Klugs and, maybe 10 others - he showed up last night with a herf suitcase. No clothes. Just cigars. He oughta fill the last chair.