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The Walrus
Assuming this isn't a real life situation, in my imagination...
Just as a matter of habit, I generally carry a knife with me. They come in handy for all kinds of things. The one I prefer is a folder, with a 5" blade. I like to keep it very sharp, just in case I need to open something quickly and with minimal effort. Besides, my feeling's always been, "why have a knife you can't shave with?"
Anyway, let's say I go into a shop and enter their walk-in humidor. I observe a box of cigars such as you've posted above. Of course, just like you, I know what I see and am shocked at the sight! Like any good Bum would do, I take my concern to the proper authority and report that there's a terrific case of mold propagating in his humidor. Just doing my due diligence.
Anyway, shop person insists it's plume. Okay, I invite him back to the humidor just to make sure he knows what I'm talking about and that we're on the same page. He looks, he hurrumphs, he hims and haws, but eventually restates his declaration that it's "definitely PLUME".
I say, "okay, thank you, I just wanted to make sure. I think I'll just look around some more."
Honest to God! I have no idea how ALL those cigars ended up with a shallow slice through them. It's so sad that they're now completely unsmokeable, considering all that lovely PLUME! Maybe the RH was a little too high and they cracked."
Of course, no one would EVER do this, but it's sort an entertaining digression...
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