Of Cigars, Meat and Fine Wine – A Tale of Friendship

Witness an exclusive story of international intrigue! Friends risking life and limb for the good things life has to offer. FatherDan does not condone violating the US sanctions against Cuba, this is posted as a lesson to be learned! Luckily, our tax dollars are being wisely spent to stop the hideous, elicit trade these two anonymous individuals were involved in. If you have illegal Cuban cigars you should mail them to me immediately for disposal. And for the sake of all things holy – don’t go after this guy’s wine or you’re gonna get monkey punched in the spine.

Witness the love, witness the harrowing adventure, witness the cryptic and bizarre meat comment.

Of Cuban Cigars . . .

Person 1: Que pasa jackass!

Person 2: got back an hour ago, montecristo’s made it back. Cohiba’s and R&J’s got confiscated with a $100 fine

Person 1: No way – really?

Person 2: Took them and dumped them in the burn bag, I told them to at least smoke them

Person 1: AIIIGGGHHH!!!!

Person 1: How many Monte’s made it?

Person 2: Smuggled the MC’s in my leg, I felt drug dealer dirty

Person 1: LOL – I’ll cover your loses – let me know what I owe ya.

Person 2: $140, I got you a $100 through

Person 1: You sure thats all I owe you?

Person 2: I bought them in small towns, not in Madrid or Barcelona where the prices are friggin 40 for a 5 pack

Person 1: Ok, I want to be fair so if owe more just let me know

Person 2: The story is hella funny, the US customs were cool about it. I was just a process in their paperwork.

Of Meat . . .

Person 2: Also my “Jamon Iberico” meat “packaged” didn’t make it through customs either.

Person 2: Bastards! that was some good meat

and of Wine.

Person 2: Brought back 14 bottles of wine from France and Spain, from wineries that do not export to us. You must come over to drink some!

Person 2: Those fuckers were not going to take my wine. I would go friggin GI Joe with a kung-fu grip on those bottles.

Person 1: rotflmao

So, we walk away from this story with 3 “quotables”:

1) I felt drug dealer dirty

2) Bastards! That was some good meat.

3) I would go friggin’ GI Joe with a kung-fu grip on those bottles.

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