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Put on my boots, jumped in my F-150, cooked a rare steak, had a cup of Black Rifle coffee, poured a glass of bourbon...
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...loaded my $15000 AR-15, bought some Dude Wipes, put on my Blu-ray collection of Clint Eastwood movies, told everyone I came across that I wasn't gay, stifled all emotion, had my wife make a sandwich and raise my kids, told my black neighbor he was "one of the good ones", shared videos of dead Palestinians, put on my "Mission Accomplished" bumper sticker from 2003, turned on my Joe Rogan podcast, clocked out at the racism factory, and drove to the polls here in Whitesville Texas. Brought my wife and kids too. We understood the assignment. We were adulting. We did a democracy. Donald is right behind me isn't he?
I used to get these little cigars made with Madagascar vanilla and cognac or some shit and they were amazing.
Maybe if you wanna partake in the tobac, look into pop smoking. I donno what it is that makes the two different but I've always loved the smell of pipe tobacco.
I smoke pipe too sometimes! I think the big difference is that pipe tobacco is able to be flavored and treated with other processes than most other types of tobacco. I don't know why though.
I had one that was mixed with apples. Felt like I was smoking apple-tea, but not in a sugary vapey way.
It's like the tisane of the tobacco world lol.
When I was a small kid, I would go with my dad a lot to cut wood. We would go on the land owned by his godfather who always had a pipe in his teeth. Super old dude in overalls just smoking a pipe and putzing around on a tractor. So whenever I smell it, it sort of punches me in the nostalgia I guess.
It's such a vibe