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Luckysaturn13 s Dog Rocket Reviews!
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Well, shit. So much for just sailing off into the sunset. Haha. I'll get her done hopefully today while I polish the scoot. Maybe the smell of cleaner will help.@Tug197 , This is Alan. Rickman.
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I hear that unclaimed O-Crap and PR5 cigars are quite, shall we say.. "sea-worthy".
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The box arrived in sunny Surprise Az looking happy and ready to party
And what do you know, the first thing I see upon opening was this bag of happiness with my name on it:
Holy crap, @redneck_toy ! That goes above and beyond "hitchhikers" . Thanks for the beating you sleazeball, lol.
Digging further into the glory I find this:
I've had Red and Green (last year's DRP), but never even knew Blue was an option! Never wondered what the color blue tasted like prior to this morning, but now I want to know. I can tell you that Blue smells like Cool Mountain Ice bargain-brand aftershave. Thought about rubbing it on my face to see if my wife wanted to kiss a little; Decided the answer probably wouldn't be the one I was hoping for, so I just bagged it and it became my first take of the pass.
Next up I stumbled across an entire bag of A-Crops. An entire bag guys!
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All the warm and fuzzy, slightly homo-erotic feelings that had so recently developed for Redneck went away in a puff of toxic smoke. I dutifully took one out of the bag... Looked at it... It looked back at me unphased, almost daring me to smoke it. We sort of had a moment there... the cigar and I; Old friends / familiar enemies. A-Crop, you magnificent bastard... I'm not gonna puss-out. My second selection goes next to Blue.
Next I come across Bondo's sadistic sack of "choose the form of your destroyer" mystery-gars. I picked #2, probably the stay-puft marshmallow-gar. We'll see what it winds up being, but after I grabbed it I noticed it's pre-punched, which we all know is a very good sign. I can almost taste the elephant already. It goes in the pile with the rest of the glory.
An obligatory Panama Red slides lovingly out of it's box, and slithers over to my ever growing stack-o-happiness.
I wonder how it would pair with Cool Mountain Ice...
But enough screwing around...
Now we reach the bottom of the box, both literally and metaphorically speaking. The peppermint bark box of GLORY!
Yeah baby!
Sealed in a bag, with a set of gloves and a mask. It called to me. Sang out my name!
I'm Ape, baby! Yeah... say it again!
Sorry Tim, but me and this box definitely had a "moment"
I carefully selected a fine looking Macanudo that our Preacher must have done some of that stuff to that he found in the Old-testament. There's a bit of Divine wrath and some original sin infused in this baby. And although I never knew it before now, original sin sorta smells like oregano oil. Go figure...
So now my pile is complete. I have a ridiculously cool Merit-Badge for my wino, and a pile of Glory to contemplate upon my patio, one delicious stick at a time.
Like a condemned man enjoying his final meal I had this puppy, courtesy of @fisherclive while sorting through all the goodies
It was awesome, in case you're wondering. I don't expect the cigar I have tonight to be quite as good... but it will be glorious!
And what do you know, the first thing I see upon opening was this bag of happiness with my name on it:
Holy crap, @redneck_toy ! That goes above and beyond "hitchhikers" . Thanks for the beating you sleazeball, lol.
Digging further into the glory I find this:
I've had Red and Green (last year's DRP), but never even knew Blue was an option! Never wondered what the color blue tasted like prior to this morning, but now I want to know. I can tell you that Blue smells like Cool Mountain Ice bargain-brand aftershave. Thought about rubbing it on my face to see if my wife wanted to kiss a little; Decided the answer probably wouldn't be the one I was hoping for, so I just bagged it and it became my first take of the pass.
Next up I stumbled across an entire bag of A-Crops. An entire bag guys!
W
T
F
?
All the warm and fuzzy, slightly homo-erotic feelings that had so recently developed for Redneck went away in a puff of toxic smoke. I dutifully took one out of the bag... Looked at it... It looked back at me unphased, almost daring me to smoke it. We sort of had a moment there... the cigar and I; Old friends / familiar enemies. A-Crop, you magnificent bastard... I'm not gonna puss-out. My second selection goes next to Blue.
Next I come across Bondo's sadistic sack of "choose the form of your destroyer" mystery-gars. I picked #2, probably the stay-puft marshmallow-gar. We'll see what it winds up being, but after I grabbed it I noticed it's pre-punched, which we all know is a very good sign. I can almost taste the elephant already. It goes in the pile with the rest of the glory.
An obligatory Panama Red slides lovingly out of it's box, and slithers over to my ever growing stack-o-happiness.
I wonder how it would pair with Cool Mountain Ice...
But enough screwing around...
Now we reach the bottom of the box, both literally and metaphorically speaking. The peppermint bark box of GLORY!
Yeah baby!
Sealed in a bag, with a set of gloves and a mask. It called to me. Sang out my name!
I'm Ape, baby! Yeah... say it again!
Sorry Tim, but me and this box definitely had a "moment"
I carefully selected a fine looking Macanudo that our Preacher must have done some of that stuff to that he found in the Old-testament. There's a bit of Divine wrath and some original sin infused in this baby. And although I never knew it before now, original sin sorta smells like oregano oil. Go figure...
So now my pile is complete. I have a ridiculously cool Merit-Badge for my wino, and a pile of Glory to contemplate upon my patio, one delicious stick at a time.
Like a condemned man enjoying his final meal I had this puppy, courtesy of @fisherclive while sorting through all the goodies
It was awesome, in case you're wondering. I don't expect the cigar I have tonight to be quite as good... but it will be glorious!
Wow ! Harlan ! Great Write Up ! You're up to every challenge, I see ! ! Toxic Bark Macadoro, PR5, ACID, Mystery Challenge Stick, and our old friend, the O-CRAP.The box arrived in sunny Surprise Az looking happy and ready to party
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And what do you know, the first thing I see upon opening was this bag of happiness with my name on it:View attachment 135559
Holy crap, @redneck_toy ! That goes above and beyond "hitchhikers" . Thanks for the beating you sleazeball, lol.
Digging further into the glory I find this:
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I've had Red and Green (last year's DRP), but never even knew Blue was an option! Never wondered what the color blue tasted like prior to this morning, but now I want to know. I can tell you that Blue smells like Cool Mountain Ice bargain-brand aftershave. Thought about rubbing it on my face to see if my wife wanted to kiss a little; Decided the answer probably wouldn't be the one I was hoping for, so I just bagged it and it became my first take of the pass.
Next up I stumbled across an entire bag of A-Crops. An entire bag guys!
W
T
F
?
All the warm and fuzzy, slightly homo-erotic feelings that had so recently developed for Redneck went away in a puff of toxic smoke. I dutifully took one out of the bag... Looked at it... It looked back at me unphased, almost daring me to smoke it. We sort of had a moment there... the cigar and I; Old friends / familiar enemies. A-Crop, you magnificent bastard... I'm not gonna puss-out. My second selection goes next to Blue.
Next I come across Bondo's sadistic sack of "choose the form of your destroyer" mystery-gars. I picked #2, probably the stay-puft marshmallow-gar. We'll see what it winds up being, but after I grabbed it I noticed it's pre-punched, which we all know is a very good sign. I can almost taste the elephant already. It goes in the pile with the rest of the glory.
An obligatory Panama Red slides lovingly out of it's box, and slithers over to my ever growing stack-o-happiness.
I wonder how it would pair with Cool Mountain Ice...
But enough screwing around...
Now we reach the bottom of the box, both literally and metaphorically speaking. The peppermint bark box of GLORY!
Yeah baby!
Sealed in a bag, with a set of gloves and a mask. It called to me. Sang out my name!
View attachment 135561
I'm Ape, baby! Yeah... say it again!
Sorry Tim, but me and this box definitely had a "moment"
View attachment 135562
I carefully selected a fine looking Macanudo that our Preacher must have done some of that stuff to that he found in the Old-testament. There's a bit of Divine wrath and some original sin infused in this baby. And although I never knew it before now, original sin sorta smells like oregano oil. Go figure...
So now my pile is complete. I have a ridiculously cool Merit-Badge for my wino, and a pile of Glory to contemplate upon my patio, one delicious stick at a time.
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Like a condemned man enjoying his final meal I had this puppy, courtesy of @fisherclive while sorting through all the goodies
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It was awesome, in case you're wondering. I don't expect the cigar I have tonight to be quite as good... but it will be glorious!
! Nice bomb @redneck_toy !!! Bomb-Poo badge for you !! ( sorry I have no CC poo !!! )
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LET's EARN THOSE POOPS !! GET SMOKING THOSE ROCKETS !!!
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akpreacherplayz
The Preacher
All right here we go; Was gonna start with my old buddy the A-Crop, but @Opie talked me into Preacher's revenge right out of the gate.
Psalm 22:19 seems appropriate. .I ain't skeered, but every little bit helps
Talking this out of the ziplock I'm immediately hit with Oregano again. My Mother-In-Law is convinced that oregano tea is a cure all for colds,flu, etc. Every time one of the kids gets sick she comes over and brews up a batch of the horrible stuff. She used to just use oregano leaves, but the last couple of years she's added oregano oil to make it “better” and this thing smells just like it.
Inspecting it a little closer I also pick up some slight mint and/or a bit of eucalyptus from the foot.
Never mind the above image. I was just trying something...
Anyway, back to the story:
I really didn't mean to, but I dropped this thing twice (onto concrete) on the way out, but looking at it there's no damage at all. Let me try that with a $10 cigar though, and it'd explode. Something to be said for cheap and tough.
Lighting up, the first taste I'm getting is soap. Not overwhelming, but definitely there. The oregano makes itself known in the background after a few puffs, mixing with the soap into a sort of unpleasant Italian bathroom-sanitizer sort of combination.
Immediately I shared with Bob. He was overjoyed with my latest adventure, as always. Just look at how happy he is:
As I'm puffing away at this beast, the same two flavors keep building. No tobacco or cedar (or mint), just soap and oregano. The overall effect makes me feel like I just licked a kitchen sink after a chef named Luigi washed his hands with that pink liquid soap you find in old gas station bathrooms.
I poured a bit of Wild Turkey to pair with this baby, but am holding off for now. Trying to get what flavor I can from the cigar before imbibing.
No strong in-your-face flavors here. Everything is sort of an aftertaste, but one that keeps building. There's less and less “down-time” between puffs. The aftertaste is becoming a solid layer of soapy Italian spices.
The smoke is still putting off a slight aroma of mint, but not tasting it at all.
Oregano and other Italian spices with a slightly bitter oily taste...with a minty smell. The effect is off-putting, because there's a complete disconnect between aroma / taste.
The soap is building up in layers. No longer an aftertaste, it's now ever-present
Thanks Tim. You're a swell guy.
More and more bitter, sort of a rancid/spoiled vibe that keeps pace with the soap.
Another way of saying this, is that it's tasting like GLORY!
... after glory got dragged across the kitchen floor of an Olive garden.
Still sticking with it, I'm trying to imagine what the Macanudo underneath all this glory tastes like.
There's zero chance of that though... I think it'd be like trying to taste a rice cake underneath a coating of moldy cheese. There's no chance; the cigar is simply lost in whatever it was infused with.
The aftertaste build up has shifted/morphed/transfigured itself and coated my mouth with a "dirty sock" sorta taste. So oregano tea, steeped in dirty, soapy sock-water is the result.
Interestingly, I do get some very slight pepper and cedar on retro.
After retrohaling, I consulted my olfactory elves to see what their take is: Turns out they have contacted their HR department and filed a grievance. I won't relate the whole thing, but it begins:
“Let it be known that our employer is a masochistic a-hole. That hereafter and forthwith this dude can go jump in a lake full of elderly piranha, who will slowly gum him to death. It is our position that he can perform auto-fellatio with a mouthful of fire ants while angry bees fly up his nose. We firmly demand he suck rotten eggs out of the ass-end of a sick hippopotamus while angry children beat him with nettles...”
I stopped reading, because at that point they just got carried away.
Seeing that my elves had abandoned me, I turned to ask Bob if he'd like another puff.
Turns out he wasn't as enthused about DRP 2019 as I was. I tried to get him to come back, but when asked Bob yelled at me in Javalinese. He spoke really fast, but what I managed to get was something about “me nibbling upon the end of his manhood” before trailing off in a barrage of unintelligible aspersions upon my boil afflicted ancestors and making wild threats, most of which involved physically improbable and morally questionable acts I should perform with diseased animals and elderly male porn stars.
Told him I'd consider his offer
Not sure if it's of any importance, but when I came outside there were a couple of flies lazily circling the area. They are gone now. Perhaps dead.
FYI, the band does not help the taste.
Interestingly though, doesn't really change the flavor much.
Well into the last third I got sudden slap in the face of bitter / hot / acrid smoke
I decided it was a good time for the Wild Turkey, and was rewarded with butterscotch-y, caramel-y, sugary salvation. No dram of Weller or Stagg ever tasted as good as that WT just tasted folks. It was rapturous.
Down to the wire, it's getting hot.
For the first time I got a little eucalyptus, along with bitter Italian oils, and a bit of cardboard.
What's funny, is even after two drops and smoking right off the mail truck, the burn has been completely flawless:
No relights, no touch-ups
Great draw.
Go figure.
At this point I feel like I'm smoking something designed to punish addicts and get them to stop. Tim has come up with a stop-smoking miracle that schools everywhere might love him for, and the tobacco lobby will pay him to bury.
At the end, for the first time I'm sort of tasting the mint that I've smelled all along. Combined with the heat, and the Eucalyptus, it's giving me a tingling sensation; sort of makes me feel like a frisky real-estate agent showing @Pennywise827 around a condo. Kinda exciting, really.
Done.
Hot and harsh at the end. Thoroughly awful and bad in ways that should buy one a few years in purgatory.
You did good @preacher. This was glorious.
Psalm 22:19 seems appropriate. .I ain't skeered, but every little bit helps
Talking this out of the ziplock I'm immediately hit with Oregano again. My Mother-In-Law is convinced that oregano tea is a cure all for colds,flu, etc. Every time one of the kids gets sick she comes over and brews up a batch of the horrible stuff. She used to just use oregano leaves, but the last couple of years she's added oregano oil to make it “better” and this thing smells just like it.
Inspecting it a little closer I also pick up some slight mint and/or a bit of eucalyptus from the foot.
Never mind the above image. I was just trying something...
Anyway, back to the story:
I really didn't mean to, but I dropped this thing twice (onto concrete) on the way out, but looking at it there's no damage at all. Let me try that with a $10 cigar though, and it'd explode. Something to be said for cheap and tough.
Lighting up, the first taste I'm getting is soap. Not overwhelming, but definitely there. The oregano makes itself known in the background after a few puffs, mixing with the soap into a sort of unpleasant Italian bathroom-sanitizer sort of combination.
Immediately I shared with Bob. He was overjoyed with my latest adventure, as always. Just look at how happy he is:
As I'm puffing away at this beast, the same two flavors keep building. No tobacco or cedar (or mint), just soap and oregano. The overall effect makes me feel like I just licked a kitchen sink after a chef named Luigi washed his hands with that pink liquid soap you find in old gas station bathrooms.
I poured a bit of Wild Turkey to pair with this baby, but am holding off for now. Trying to get what flavor I can from the cigar before imbibing.
No strong in-your-face flavors here. Everything is sort of an aftertaste, but one that keeps building. There's less and less “down-time” between puffs. The aftertaste is becoming a solid layer of soapy Italian spices.
The smoke is still putting off a slight aroma of mint, but not tasting it at all.
Oregano and other Italian spices with a slightly bitter oily taste...with a minty smell. The effect is off-putting, because there's a complete disconnect between aroma / taste.
The soap is building up in layers. No longer an aftertaste, it's now ever-present
Thanks Tim. You're a swell guy.
More and more bitter, sort of a rancid/spoiled vibe that keeps pace with the soap.
Another way of saying this, is that it's tasting like GLORY!
... after glory got dragged across the kitchen floor of an Olive garden.
Still sticking with it, I'm trying to imagine what the Macanudo underneath all this glory tastes like.
There's zero chance of that though... I think it'd be like trying to taste a rice cake underneath a coating of moldy cheese. There's no chance; the cigar is simply lost in whatever it was infused with.
The aftertaste build up has shifted/morphed/transfigured itself and coated my mouth with a "dirty sock" sorta taste. So oregano tea, steeped in dirty, soapy sock-water is the result.
Interestingly, I do get some very slight pepper and cedar on retro.
After retrohaling, I consulted my olfactory elves to see what their take is: Turns out they have contacted their HR department and filed a grievance. I won't relate the whole thing, but it begins:
“Let it be known that our employer is a masochistic a-hole. That hereafter and forthwith this dude can go jump in a lake full of elderly piranha, who will slowly gum him to death. It is our position that he can perform auto-fellatio with a mouthful of fire ants while angry bees fly up his nose. We firmly demand he suck rotten eggs out of the ass-end of a sick hippopotamus while angry children beat him with nettles...”
I stopped reading, because at that point they just got carried away.
Seeing that my elves had abandoned me, I turned to ask Bob if he'd like another puff.
Turns out he wasn't as enthused about DRP 2019 as I was. I tried to get him to come back, but when asked Bob yelled at me in Javalinese. He spoke really fast, but what I managed to get was something about “me nibbling upon the end of his manhood” before trailing off in a barrage of unintelligible aspersions upon my boil afflicted ancestors and making wild threats, most of which involved physically improbable and morally questionable acts I should perform with diseased animals and elderly male porn stars.
Told him I'd consider his offer
Not sure if it's of any importance, but when I came outside there were a couple of flies lazily circling the area. They are gone now. Perhaps dead.
FYI, the band does not help the taste.
Interestingly though, doesn't really change the flavor much.
Well into the last third I got sudden slap in the face of bitter / hot / acrid smoke
I decided it was a good time for the Wild Turkey, and was rewarded with butterscotch-y, caramel-y, sugary salvation. No dram of Weller or Stagg ever tasted as good as that WT just tasted folks. It was rapturous.
Down to the wire, it's getting hot.
For the first time I got a little eucalyptus, along with bitter Italian oils, and a bit of cardboard.
What's funny, is even after two drops and smoking right off the mail truck, the burn has been completely flawless:
No relights, no touch-ups
Great draw.
Go figure.
At this point I feel like I'm smoking something designed to punish addicts and get them to stop. Tim has come up with a stop-smoking miracle that schools everywhere might love him for, and the tobacco lobby will pay him to bury.
At the end, for the first time I'm sort of tasting the mint that I've smelled all along. Combined with the heat, and the Eucalyptus, it's giving me a tingling sensation; sort of makes me feel like a frisky real-estate agent showing @Pennywise827 around a condo. Kinda exciting, really.
Done.
Hot and harsh at the end. Thoroughly awful and bad in ways that should buy one a few years in purgatory.
You did good @preacher. This was glorious.
Pennywise827
Hot Ketchup
Yup....I Iove you Harlan.
Soapy Italian spices. That's a new one for the flavor wheel.
Nice Writeup again , and nice job on Preacher's Peppermint Bark !
Your first picture with the cigar I lol'dyou looked so enthused !
DRP Scoresheet from earlier today updated !
Nice Writeup again , and nice job on Preacher's Peppermint Bark !
Your first picture with the cigar I lol'd
you looked so enthused !DRP Scoresheet from earlier today updated !
Is it bad I kinda want this decal on my laptop lol
I think the application of the 2019 Herf Chicken decal is really a test to verify the nervous system is still functioning after smoking one of the rockets from the pass.
Glad to see all is well !
Look good to me. Preacher bound!
Perfect.
I'll pack up tonight.
Going to throw a boveda in with the Panama's and check on the status of the other packs in the various bags.
Then I just need to add the open can of tuna to the bag I'm putting @akpreacherplayz cigars in, and tape it up.
Good to see another Bark Box cigar was survived. Wes has been a little concerned about that, cussing me for dragging him into this... While I dont think I'd like to be placed six feet under for smoking a cigar, I'd at least die knowing I'd get the DRP badge on my tombstone. Eternal glory!
@Bondo 440 , any chance you can get a funeral procession badge ready, just in case?
@Bondo 440 , any chance you can get a funeral procession badge ready, just in case?