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#19 |
Suck It
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After reading them all, and only til then, I came up with mine. Our old blind dog that used to
smell termites for a living, now is only a specialist at detecting a potato chip bag opening somewhere. When that old blind dog barks, I know the mailman is coming, and when I count the days right, I usually hear them call my name up front. There is also one about how I used to freak out about being without a cutter somewhere, in the house, at work, in the car. Like reading glasses. Well now I smoke havanas and I can just pinch a divot out of the cap and it smokes fine without a cut. Can't do that with lots of NC cigars. |
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