I know it's kinda long, but I just had to clean the cereal off my moniter screen. One reviewer wrote this (from Top 25 Cigar) and I must warn you, this is some funny shit!! BTW ring=band LOL
This cigar wins the award for most disturbing ring ever. The ring is overly large, and displays the figure of a balding man in the center of a blood red background who can only be described as looking like an elderly Adolf Hitler fondling a kukuri knife, with a blank stare, and wearing a bell boy cap slightly cocked to the side. If they were going for a memorable ring, they certainly succeeded. Every time I see the ring, I imagine this sicko is about to kidnap me, molest me, chop me up, and feed me to his pigs, and not necessarily in that order. Oh, I’m supposed to be reviewing the cigar? Ok... The cognac this stick was soaked in tasted like it had been filtered through someone’s kidneys first. I should have tossed it after opening the wax sealed glass tubo and got a whiff of the odor emanating from the cigar, but alas after paying $13 bucks for this stick, I couldn’t bring myself to dump it. At least now I know why they chose to hermetically seal it in glass. Though the cigar appeared well made, the ring, wrapper, and cap were stained with swirls of what I can only hope was the cognac. Lighting the thing was surprisingly difficult since it had apparently absorbed so much alcohol I half expected it to burst into flames, and set my face on fire. Once lit, I hoped the burning tobacco would temper the overpowering smell, but when I put it to my lips I nearly gagged on the sweetness of the cap. If anything, the burning amplified the aroma and added a sickly sweet charred sugar smell. If the smell, construction, and taste weren’t bad enough, this is the first cigar I’ve ever suffered a physical injury from smoking. The draw was so tight it seemed like I was sucking on a milkshake straw; eventually I overstrained a muscle in my neck, and had to put it down. By “put it down”, I don’t mean gently placing the cigar in an ash tray, I mean in the sense of what you’d do with a rabid dog. As Huey Louis said about his soul stew being the baddest in the land, one dollars worth was all that I could stand. He’s right…sometimes bad is bad. For the sake of the entire cigar smoking world, please do not purchase these, even for a gag gift. I don’t want anyone at Gurkha to have a reason to make more of them:rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: