No, it's called that because it kills all of the expectations from the n00bs and inexperienced cigar smoker. It draws you in with a nice wood box. You open it and see colorful bands adorning each cigar. You unwrap them from their cellophane wrapper and hold them in your hands. You take in the tobacco smell. You clip the cap and light the end, rotating the cigar the entire time to ensure a even burn and then comes the first draw. You take it in and it brings you to your knees. You're vomiting so violently that tears are streaming from your eye sockets like Old Faithful. The taste you can't get out of your mouth even if you drank a gallon of maple syrup or transmission fluid. Then the wrapper that holds all of the leaves together splits open like the stomach of one of Jack the Ripper's victims. Jagged, gaping and exposed for the world to see all the way from that first 1/4" all the way to the band. The band was the only thing that stopped the entire thing unraveling in your hands and burning your shirt all the way down to your pants.

Nay, it's the expectations that it slays instead of yourself. If it did in fact kill you they would've called it something like "Mercy" or "Mary Faustina" or the "Kevorkian", but it doesn't. It just impales the desire to light another one. Be forewarned though, there will be hard headed individuals that will sing their praises and line up for each and every release. Those people are called Royal Princes of the House of Saud or n00bs. Either way they have little to no real world experience and tastebuds that will have camel dung and syrup of ipecac described as the "Food for angels", "Turkish Delight" or "The Rolls Royce of Cigars"! Either way you can listen and heed these words or jump in with both feet and buy a sampler. Smoke them up and then join the denizen of cigar smokers that will NEVER EVER EVER have one delivered to their house much less in the humidors. The choice is yours. There are some that just have to smell it, hold it and taste it before they realize what a litter box treasure they have on their palate and there are some that listen and hold onto their money for a much better cigar and a more satisfying experience.

DrMaddVibe wrote:

I haven't felt this awful since we saw that Ronald Reagan film.

yardobeef wrote:

Watching terrible television is a side effect of long term Gurkha usage.

DrMaddVibe wrote:

No, it's called that because it kills all of the expectations from the n00bs and inexperienced cigar smoker. It draws you in with a nice wood box. You open it and see colorful bands adorning each cigar. You unwrap them from their cellophane wrapper and hold them in your hands. You take in the tobacco smell. You clip the cap and light the end, rotating the cigar the entire time to ensure a even burn and then comes the first draw. You take it in and it brings you to your knees. You're vomiting so violently that tears are streaming from your eye sockets like Old Faithful. The taste you can't get out of your mouth even if you drank a gallon of maple syrup or transmission fluid. Then the wrapper that holds all of the leaves together splits open like the stomach of one of Jack the Ripper's victims. Jagged, gaping and exposed for the world to see all the way from that first 1/4" all the way to the band. The band was the only thing that stopped the entire thing unraveling in your hands and burning your shirt all the way down to your pants.

Nay, it's the expectations that it slays instead of yourself. If it did in fact kill you they would've called it something like "Mercy" or "Mary Faustina" or the "Kevorkian", but it doesn't. It just impales the desire to light another one. Be forewarned though, there will be hard headed individuals that will sing their praises and line up for each and every release. Those people are called Royal Princes of the House of Saud or n00bs. Either way they have little to no real world experience and tastebuds that will have camel dung and syrup of ipecac described as the "Food for angels", "Turkish Delight" or "The Rolls Royce of Cigars"! Either way you can listen and heed these words or jump in with both feet and buy a sampler. Smoke them up and then join the denizen of cigar smokers that will NEVER EVER EVER have one delivered to their house much less in the humidors. The choice is yours. There are some that just have to smell it, hold it and taste it before they realize what a litter box treasure they have on their palate and there are some that listen and hold onto their money for a much better cigar and a more satisfying experience.

DrMaddVibe wrote:

I am going to have to get Rah to translate all those smilies...

rwilly wrote:

.....the Widow Maker Connecticut 7"x52 is hardly average, and also not worth a 2nd smoking.
.....the Widow Maker Maduro 6"x60 is a good smoke.
.....the Widow Maker Maduro 7"x52 is NOT a good smoke. why is the 6"x60 decent and the 7"x52 not? no idea, ask kaizad hansotia.


.....no need to smoke any of the above beyond once really. their are DOZENS of better options that go for the same max bid.🇨🇮

ah42266 wrote:

You do realize kaizad does not even smoke cigars which is probably why they stink!

Bass man wrote: