I have to admit the only way I would enjoy or nearly enjoy one is if I was experiencing nicotine withdraw and on the verge of snapping and killing someone because the way they breath is annoying (which would best be descriped as a cycle of inspiration and exspirationm, or as people call it breathing.). So basically saying the only thing I like about them is they have nicotine. Even before I developed much of a pallet I thought those things where nasty. And if you think it's snobbery, well you certainly don't know the things I will smoke. Though I miss the amish cigars I used to be able to get. They were cheap simple and kind of like Five Brothers on steroids.