
I don?t smoke, but spending some time in a hotel in Las Vegas years ago I was inexplicably attracted to the cigar store...
Like a very naughty schoolboy I sneaked in and bought a box of Churchill?s, some matches and the obligatory cigar cutter.
Back to my room, I opened the contraband, cut the end, lit and spluttered through the wonderful smell of the tobacco ? never inhaling of course.
To this day, I get the most amazing urge to ?smoke? a cigar whenever I have been drinking (like now) although inhaling the smoke would be beyond me and I loathe the disgusting taste of my mouth the morning after which toothpaste and ?sonic? toothbrush cannot remove?
What?s that about then?