I just ordered 8oz of this from TP. I'm looking forward to trying it this week.
Blame. Definitely, blame. But the statute of limitations will end by the time you crack the Granger.
Just don't expect mocha. The name Mocha Slices is very misleading unless you know about the blend.
So...I take it you were successful in retaining the credit card?
You betcha. Now comes the covert operation of getting the package past the wife. Concidering what I ordered she'll probably smell smell it before the mail truck makes to the driveway.So...I take it you were successful in retaining the credit card?
Hot tip: The week or so leading up to the delivery day, eat a lot of certain foods, the discarded amounts of which leave behind a wretched stench in your kitchen trash receptacle. Fish is always a winner, as are durian fruit, if you can find it. Leave the detritus in there for at least a couple days, but keep adding other stuff in with it. Neutral stuff, like potato peels, which will in no way obscure the horrific odor building up beneath. This way, when the moment of
I can hear the Mission Impossible theme song in the background. The mission if you choose to take it, sneak 5 pounds of granny panty tobacco past your wife and jar it without raising suspicion. Enabling is so much fun, I mean honestly, we are all here because we don't want to suffer alone. All in good fun. My down fall will be wanting to tear into the box and smell my new stash. Smiling ear to ear, drunk on the smell of those wonderful blends, Ennerdale clinging to my beard...I'm in trouble, but it's worth it. Reminds me, I need to check when it's arriving, maybe I can intercept the mail lady down the block.Hot tip: The week or so leading up to the delivery day, eat a lot of certain foods, the discarded amounts of which leave behind a wretched stench in your kitchen trash receptacle. Fish is always a winner, as are durian fruit, if you can find it. Leave the detritus in there for at least a couple days, but keep adding other stuff in with it. Neutral stuff, like potato peels, which will in no way obscure the horrific odor building up beneath. This way, when the moment ofdeceptiontruth comes, your wife will see you taking a FULL trash bag out to the exterior receptacle; if the bag is less than full, it may arouse her suspicions; should this happen, the subterfuge will surely fail. But a full one, and she just might buy it. Pretend to drop something on your way out, so as to maximize your time indoors, allowing the scent to permeate the interior of the house. But not too long, or again, the entire endeavor will be in jeopardy. Once the trash is disposed of, make your way straight to the conveniently arriving postal employee (hopefully not Newman from Seinfeld), snag that package, and make your way straight to your cellar for immediate transfer. If done properly, you should have no unforeseen issues en route, as the malodorous nature of the entire house will ensure that you are given a wide berth. A minor scolding from a spouse pertaining to the olfactorily offensive "mishap" surely pales in comparison to being caught with even a couple grams of pipe tobacco. I mean, don't you have enough already, you TAD-enabling bastard?!?
Or, your could try something a little more complex. Maybe ask one of the other, more experienced guys on the forum. Preferably ones who have a TAD clause in their marriage contract.
THIS. This is a fine Acquisition! Well, except for the Golden Extra. It burns the hell outta me...
