Hey! I worked with Ernest Borgnine! A nicer guy never lived!
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I don't doubt you for a second, but it just goes to show you, it's the nicest guys that have the most rancid tasting assholes. I'm sure any other forum member can attest to this. Let me rephrase that: I hope any other forum member can attest to this. I was about to choose Walter Matthau instead. Would that have been better?
You are, of course, speaking from first
Not if your theory regarding the ratio of anal rancidness to nice guyness proves true.
You know you can't escape this corner you're painting yourself into...deeper...deeper...
I know, it's a deep corner, but I can use Funkenhouser's triumphant return to the forum as a diversion and escape that way...
The first bowl of Autumn Evening I had, I didn't mind, but every bowl i smoked after that reminded me of my days as an angsty teen, chain smoking Camel Wide Lights at a diner. Just maple syrup and dirty ashtray.
Haddo Delight : to me it smell/taste like those cheap chocolate liquor candy . The only tin in my life i had to give away to a friend .
clay seems to handle pg loaded blends better then briar in my not so humble opinion.
what the heck has happened in your life that you know Ernest Borgnine so well?
C&D Cross Eyed Cricket. Bought in an effort to harken back to on the bayou, found it to be like lighting up a bowl full of potpourri and pine sol. That plus a bad experience with their Nutty Irishman (more like Chemical Flamethrower) has nearly turned me off completely from C&D. Maybe they use some topping that I just cant palate, but there are too many great tobaccos out there to waste time on things I don't enjoy.
That was it, I was thinking of the backy! A guy I used to know gave me a couple tins he didn’t want almost a decade ago, and one was that... The smell was so rank, I didn’t even try, I probly should have tho. The other was Eileen’s dream, a perfectly respectable vanilla aro, I finished the whole tin.
Watching The Wild Bunch at least two dozen times during my formative years, that's all.
You know how you're mom told you not to sit so close to the t.v., well now we know why she said that.
I got a tin of CD wintertime reserve Comet i think it was. Nothing but bite and a topping that overpowered all else. Smoked a couple times and I'm still tasting it when i get towards the bottom of that pipe. I now know why they were giving it away free with the purchase of a Peterson.
I didn't sit still, though. Not by a long shot! I was running around the house with my water pistol pretending I was blasting Mexicans. A reverie which, growing up in Los Angeles, I had to snap myself out of pretty quickly, lest I end up getting filled with lead myself!
After being in Panama, I thought nothing could ever taste worse than Howler Monkey... until I smoked Royal Yacht!
kind of reminds me of how you can't sing along to certain songs at work, cause the best case scenario if someone walks in on you is getting a chance to explain the context. That's a line from the bad guys perspective or explaining who Kalki is and their relation to the new aeon. Not really a place you want to be at even if things go fine. On the front of watching t.v. when a kid. I always liked the bad guys more or even if I didn't like them I always found them way more interesting and to have much better fashion.
Lane BCA. Its just vanilla overload. It makes your lips tingle. Its like eating raw vanilla bean. It actually makes my cavities hurt.
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