So, bringing the story back to the point of this thread, the stupid shoite that popped into my head was that I seem consider my pipes and cigars to be in some sort of ritual spiritual relaxation category, and his nasty little cigarettes to be profane.
Am I wrong? To feel this way? Am I alone in this feeling?
Just wondered what y'all thought.
You are not wrong, Steve. Cigarettes are a defamation of tobacco and what it's meant to be used for. Smoking tobacco is a holy/spiritual thing, a ritual.
@Amos_Umwhat said:
I had one of my many nephews over here helping me move some furniture and do some other heavy lifting the other day. While he's been receptive to cigars, actually seems to be learning to enjoy them, he remains a cigarette smoker. While we were waiting to hear back from the person who I was donating my furniture to I said "smoke break", and lit up a cigar.
Sitting at my kitchen table he caught me up on the doings of his family. As we were sitting there, he went through 3 Pall Mall menthols, I went through about 1/4 inch of an Oliva 2nd. Sitting there, looking at the 3 crushed stubs of nasty cigarettes in my ashtray, I realized that I was feeling like he was polluting my smoking environment.
So, bringing the story back to the point of this thread, the stupid shoite that popped into my head was that I seem consider my pipes and cigars to be in some sort of ritual spiritual relaxation category, and his nasty little cigarettes to be profane.
Am I wrong? To feel this way? Am I alone in this feeling?
Just wondered what y'all thought.
If his Pall Malls were not stinky wimp filter menthols, you'd feel just fine with 'em.
Real Pall Malls were a decent coffin nail.
“It has been a source of great pain to me to have met with so many among [my] opponents who had not the liberality to distinguish between political and social opposition; who transferred at once to the person, the hatred they bore to his political opinions.” —Thomas Jefferson (1808)
Nice are filthy vermin that will **** in their own food while they're eating. Rats are actually fairly clean and will **** in one designated spot, away from their food and nest. I've kept both. Rats can make decent pets if raised right. Mice do not.
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@deadman said:
Just noticed the 2020 quarter has a bat on it. Coincidentally in the year of a pandemic started by a bat.
Here's hoping that the 2021 coin has some big butt hookers on them....
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Loads of pot shops in town...all makin' money. Couple "bikini" coffee shacks...always got cars lined up. Gonna open a lingerie pot shop. Need a venture capitalist. Anyone?
I'm still troubled by what I did for that Klondike bar...
@Trykflyr_1 said:
Loads of pot shops in town...all makin' money. Couple "bikini" coffee shacks...always got cars lined up. Gonna open a lingerie pot shop. Need a venture capitalist. Anyone?
A lingerie pot, coffee, and cigar shop.
Why can I hear Tommy Chong saying, “why’s the pot wearin lingerie man”
@Trykflyr_1 said:
Loads of pot shops in town...all makin' money. Couple "bikini" coffee shacks...always got cars lined up. Gonna open a lingerie pot shop. Need a venture capitalist. Anyone?
A lingerie pot, coffee, and cigar shop.
Why can I hear Tommy Chong saying, “why’s the pot wearin lingerie man”
As long as you are adding coffee, might as well make it a bar and grill too.
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
"Cooking isn't about struggling; It's about pleasure. It's like sǝx, with a wider variety of sauces."
At any given time the urge to sing "In The Jungle" is just a whim away... A whim away... A whim away...
@Wylaff said:
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
@Wylaff said:
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
@Wylaff said:
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
@Wylaff said:
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
@Wylaff said:
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
We sat on pillows in a circle around the tent and the woman gave us a 5 or so minute dance. When she would lay out in the middle of the tent you could blow the clouds of smoke across her belly. It wasn't a strip club, but it did make me think that someone should open one.
"Cooking isn't about struggling; It's about pleasure. It's like sǝx, with a wider variety of sauces."
At any given time the urge to sing "In The Jungle" is just a whim away... A whim away... A whim away...
It occurs to me that I’m that guy who on the last day of the last class of a weekend long mandatory company meeting who just won’t shut up when they ask “any questions?”and everyone else just wants to go home.
@Rhamlin said:
It occurs to me that I’m that guy who on the last day of the last class of a weekend long mandatory company meeting who just won’t shut up when they ask “any questions?”and everyone else just wants to go home.
Back when I was a young police officer, our Community College held classes at various high schools at night. The one several of our officers went to was near this great bar and pizza place. The instructor, who was with the Sheriff's Office would always end class kind of early so we could all go and get pizza and a beverage. He would always end by asking if there were any questions. That was code for lets go get a beer!
We had one guy who would always a dozen questions and delay our pizza time. We labeled him "Rocket Arm" because his arm shot up asking questions. We finally had a discussion with him and the questions stopped.
@ShawnOL said:
I've seen thousands of pigeons but have never seen a baby pigeon.
So raise pigeons. They're neat little birds, easy to take care of, super beautiful up close, affable, and squab tastes good. We had several pairs living in our chicken coop when I was a toddler.
“It has been a source of great pain to me to have met with so many among [my] opponents who had not the liberality to distinguish between political and social opposition; who transferred at once to the person, the hatred they bore to his political opinions.” —Thomas Jefferson (1808)
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You are not wrong, Steve. Cigarettes are a defamation of tobacco and what it's meant to be used for. Smoking tobacco is a holy/spiritual thing, a ritual.
Cigarettes are a habit, cigars are a hobby.
Don't let the wife know what you spend on guns, ammo or cigars.
I wonder what would happen if you tried to keep a rat and a mouse in the same cage.
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It's not good: https://pet-mice.com/pet-mice-pet-rats/
Mice = cats, rats = dogs?
If his Pall Malls were not stinky wimp filter menthols, you'd feel just fine with 'em.
Real Pall Malls were a decent coffin nail.
Nice are filthy vermin that will **** in their own food while they're eating. Rats are actually fairly clean and will **** in one designated spot, away from their food and nest. I've kept both. Rats can make decent pets if raised right. Mice do not.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
Just noticed the 2020 quarter has a bat on it. Coincidentally in the year of a pandemic started by a bat.
Remember when Screech got in a bar fight in WI and shanked a guy? Do not fxxk with Screech.
Here's hoping that the 2021 coin has some big butt hookers on them....
Looks pretty good for a dead guy...https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://amp.cnn.com/cnn/2021/02/01/entertainment/dustin-diamond-obit/index.html&ved=2ahUKEwi09tbR38vuAhWNqZ4KHQgzDkYQFjAyegUIgwEQAQ&usg=AOvVaw181Nh8dXuWTU5fRUe4sma8&cf=1
Don't let conspiracy folks know about the coin or they will know it was meant as a warning to us
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Loads of pot shops in town...all makin' money. Couple "bikini" coffee shacks...always got cars lined up. Gonna open a lingerie pot shop. Need a venture capitalist. Anyone?
A lingerie pot, coffee, and cigar shop.
Why can I hear Tommy Chong saying, “why’s the pot wearin lingerie man”
As long as you are adding coffee, might as well make it a bar and grill too.
I always thought a combination hookah lounge and strip club would be enjoyable. I went to one once where you sat on pillows in a little yurt, and a belly dancer would come in and do a little show. It was quite erotic to blow the smoke over her body as she danced.
At any given time the urge to sing "In The Jungle" is just a whim away... A whim away... A whim away...
You blew what?? Where?? 😏😏
The resident Oldfart wants some details Wayne
Yeah, and make it snappy, Buster... 🤣
We sat on pillows in a circle around the tent and the woman gave us a 5 or so minute dance. When she would lay out in the middle of the tent you could blow the clouds of smoke across her belly. It wasn't a strip club, but it did make me think that someone should open one.
At any given time the urge to sing "In The Jungle" is just a whim away... A whim away... A whim away...
I don't think I would have been able to behave myself in that situation.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
I would tell my students, cigars are not an addiction, they are a hobby, an addicting hobby!
I just realized how **** up I am. My favorite TV shows in order are:
The Walking Dead
Family Guy
South Park
Futurama
American Dad
I think I'm a product of my environment.
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Just thought you should know. The Earth is moving at 66,000 mph.
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Futurama👌🏽Had all seasons on dvd and watched em on a loop as a kid. Can’t think of another show I’d be able to do that with
It occurs to me that I’m that guy who on the last day of the last class of a weekend long mandatory company meeting who just won’t shut up when they ask “any questions?”and everyone else just wants to go home.
There's a blanket party waiting for you, Ricky!
Back when I was a young police officer, our Community College held classes at various high schools at night. The one several of our officers went to was near this great bar and pizza place. The instructor, who was with the Sheriff's Office would always end class kind of early so we could all go and get pizza and a beverage. He would always end by asking if there were any questions. That was code for lets go get a beer!
We had one guy who would always a dozen questions and delay our pizza time. We labeled him "Rocket Arm" because his arm shot up asking questions. We finally had a discussion with him and the questions stopped.
I've seen thousands of pigeons but have never seen a baby pigeon.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.
So raise pigeons. They're neat little birds, easy to take care of, super beautiful up close, affable, and squab tastes good. We had several pairs living in our chicken coop when I was a toddler.
Just never seen a baby, that's all.
Trapped in the People's Communist Republic of Massachusetts.