So I get home one day and look in the mail box. ****e! One of those flat rate boxes, just big enough to hold a c-bid fiver. Kaboom! I know i've just been ambushed, but don't know the extent of the damage yet. "Do I want to know?" I'm thinking to myself as I walk the box, a couple of bills and my magazines in black plastic into my home. I take a look at the return addy. JOJOC. Double ****e! He mentioned something about bombing guys who donated cigars to his adoption contest (I still owe 20 on that..have not forgotton). I open the box and find some great domestic sticks including RP Decade (one of my fav's) next to a small, plastic wrapped grouping of cigars. Well what can I say. Cohiba Maduro? Love em!!! five other beauties as well from that region.
Thanks Jojoc. You really did not have to do this.
