Hey all my name is Phil and I am a cigar addict. I first realized I had a problem when I attempted to sell the family dog to feed my addiction. It started out slow with Black n Milds at age 10 and before you know it I am in a mens room trying to meet "friends" just so I could afford a Ghurka. For a while I thought I had it under control then one day I woke up and my family was gone, the bank took the Charger, and I am shaking trying to roll my own cigar out of a fig leave from my back yard and for some reason I smell like urine. Thats when it hit me, I don't need help I need to find more people like me. So after 40 days and nights of wondering around the internet like Chris Hansen, B$ Crane wrote to me and said "check this site out these people have the same problems we have." And thats the first time I log onto SC, it was amazing just like the first time I found Mr..... I mean Ms. Right. All the bright colors and flashing Advertising, it was like I died and St. Peter placed me right at home. So welcome friends, welcome brothers, we are all together here. Now if anyone has like $200 I could borrow, Bank Of America is calling. Toodles
HAHA, oh Philip, your writings never cease to amuse! I'm glad I could introduce you to "the light" that is SocialCigar. An intervention was definitely necessary,
Now if you would excuse me, I'm bust trying convince the wife that when we eventually have a child, Rocky Patel Crane is a perfectly suitable, and admirable name.
Almost as appropriate as Brian "Nub" Crane IV or better yet Jermaine "Pimp stick by Drew Estates" Crane. While some might find my writing amusing or childish as they may, it is just a true depiction of a very hard life... Now if you excuse me I have to go out on my boat.