So the story starts out with my parents goin on a 2 week vaca to Spain. I say, "My chance to get a couple isoms". So I drop them off at the airport and two weeks later pick them up in the middle of the night. Excitement to get my isoms ( and of course see my parents, I not that bad now) is what keep me up on the ride. I get there and the first thing pops does is proudly say "Got your cigars". I open the bag and what do I see:
A box of SWISHER SWEETS.
I laugh my a@@ off, my long awaited isoms were nothin but blunts.
Thought I share my story of the wronged cigar gift. LOL He had good intentions and the though was there, just not the isoms
A box of SWISHER SWEETS.
I laugh my a@@ off, my long awaited isoms were nothin but blunts.
Thought I share my story of the wronged cigar gift. LOL He had good intentions and the though was there, just not the isoms