Proof that even a Giants fan can show a little class, my good friend frank included some great sticks in a surprise Christmas package. He claims that the only way I smoke good cigars is when he provides them, and now I can't even dispute it.
The only thing missing is the crisp $100 bill to light these bad boys with.
Merry Christmas to you Frank (Streetrod), purveyor of fine cigars and fanboy to the thorn in our backside.
I'm just sorry you won't be able to make it to the swamplands of Jersey this weekend.