Averyfilm
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I'm sure somewhere on here there is this exact same topic, however the computer I am on is quite slow and not working with the search engine. But I wanted to hear some stories about everyones first time smoking a cigar.
I'll start with mine, as a way to introduce myself.
My senior year of high school back in Minnesota there were a group of five of us that were all close friends. All typical theatre geeks, nerds, but still all pretty well known. Well towards the end of summer before moving out to Las Vegas for college the last of the group finally turned 18. As a way to celebrate we had a bit of a game night. We all bought cigars, a couple pipes and Sir Raleigh pipe tobacco, and I brought over my little two person pop tent. We sat out in my friends field playing an intense game of Risk while puffing away all night. The smoke was dense as can be in the tent. But it was one of the best nights I had before moving away. Of course I have no idea what I was smoking that night, but it was quite delicious.
Also just a side note, I definitely smoked the Sir Raleigh out of a corn cob pipe. Gotta love the Midwest.
Forrest Avery
I'll start with mine, as a way to introduce myself.
My senior year of high school back in Minnesota there were a group of five of us that were all close friends. All typical theatre geeks, nerds, but still all pretty well known. Well towards the end of summer before moving out to Las Vegas for college the last of the group finally turned 18. As a way to celebrate we had a bit of a game night. We all bought cigars, a couple pipes and Sir Raleigh pipe tobacco, and I brought over my little two person pop tent. We sat out in my friends field playing an intense game of Risk while puffing away all night. The smoke was dense as can be in the tent. But it was one of the best nights I had before moving away. Of course I have no idea what I was smoking that night, but it was quite delicious.
Also just a side note, I definitely smoked the Sir Raleigh out of a corn cob pipe. Gotta love the Midwest.
Forrest Avery