I want a cigar, man.

[gunsmokesamurai]

I want a cigar. A big, thick, honking Cuban monster, that takes half a minute to light. And I would go out onto my deck or the beach or whatever and watch the sunset with a bottle of scotch in one hand and that monster Cuban in the other. I'd sip that scotch, that fine scotch, and I'd suck on that Cuban til it burned my hand, long after the suns flame peaked out on the horizon. And my wife, my faithful loving beautiful wife would join me, and we would drink scotch until midnight and make love under the stars, her smelling clean, like rosemary, me like a mix of that Cuban and English Leather cologne, because thats what men wear when they get older, right?

I want a cigar.