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The Cigar Smokers Creed

This cigar is mine.  There are many like it, but this one is mine.

My cigar is my best friend at the moment.  It is my night.  I must master it or I will be sick.

My cigar, without me, is useless.  With out my cigar, I am not dizzy.  I must lite my cigar true.  I must drag even or I will mess up my ash. I will…

My cigar and myself know that what counts in this bar is not the shots we take, the noise of our bursts of laughter, or the smoke we make.  We know that it is the drag that counts.  We will drag…

My cigar is tasty, because it is Cuban.  Thus, I will smoke it properly. I will taste it’s weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its ash and its sticker(because I forgot to remove it).  I will keep my cigar protected and ready, even as I am drunk and rowdy.  We will become part of each other.  We will…

Before the bartender, I swear this creed.  My cigar and myself are the defenders of the night.  We are masters of our partial sobriety.  We are the savors of my life.

So be it, until I finish and there is no cigar, but light headedness.

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