I asked Chuck (Cfickter) to pick me up a Powstanie cigar when he was traveling and to bring it along next month when we get together and I would pay him for it.
But noooo . . . he decides to send it to me early, along with a couple of super nice bodyguards and a Minion golfer. And then he refuses to take payment. Your time will come, Mr. Fickter.
(As you can all see, I had no self control, and one of these already ended up being put to the test of fire tonight.
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