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Editor's Note: The opinions of BoBo are solely his own
and do not reflect the editorial views of Puros y Ron.
Incidentally, the Graycliff Chateau Grand Cru PG is
one of the finest cigars to ever touch your lips.
Nostrovia. -- the crow.


Yo ho there, kiddos! Bobo the cigar smoking bulldog here again.
I've got a dogg-rocket update for ya'll. My birthday was yesterday,
and I thought what better way to celebrate than light up a good stogie!
I looked through the kennel, wondering what to select, and then I
spotted it -- the Graycilff Chateau Grand Cru Solomon - the love
child of Prof. Hoody and AvoLE05!
I popped a squat on the porch, lit that badboy up, and my night was...
well, my night slowly started to disappoint. We're talkin' a gradual fall like
all of USC's boys on draft day, here! First off, the thing didn't draw very
well to start up. Now, after the teat became ash and I smoked another
inch or so, it finally started to open up. But, c'mon...that should've burnt
like a dream from the get go! After I was able to actually get some
smoke outta the thang, the flava really started to set in. It was like...well,
it was like, not that great. Pleasant sure. A nice full body, hints of spice,
uhh...yeah, dunno what else -- don't think there was much. I looked down
at what was a dogg-rocket in the making in disbelief. "You're telling me
that not only did you start off drawing tight, but now you're not even
gonna develop any flava?!?!" What was going on here?! Well, at least it
was smooth, no, wait...check that. Not so smooth. Not near as smooth
as a Paul Garmirian 15th anniversary that's about half the price. The
flava was no where near as developed or pronounced as (to put it in
canine terms) --the bitch that bore it-- (AvoLE05). The damn thing
even bit my tongue like it was pipe tobacco! Why even writing this I can
hardly believe what I type.
In fairness, was this cigar the worst drawing cigar I've ever smoked?
No. Was this cigar the blandest cigar I've ever smoked? No. Was this
cigar the harshest I've ever smoked? No. It wouldn't even get mentioned
in the argument for any of these categories.
BUT COME THE FUCK ON MAN! TWENTY FIVE FUCKIN'
DOLLARS!?!?! More than 2 LE05s?!?! Barely less than 2 PG
15ths?!?!? You gotta be kiddin' me. Bottom line-- this was a
good cigar, hell... probably even better than I've made it sound.
But I'll tell you this. For 25 bones (not to mention the enticing
aroma it exuded pre-light) , it had better crack the list of names
to be mentioned when discussing greatest cigars one has smoked.
And I'm sorry. It didn't. And I wanted it to-- I really did, I believed the hype,
reached for it when I should've reached for a proven commodity, and
I got let the fuck down (like the Saints will after blowing a high draft
pick for a kick returner/2nd best back on USC's '05 squad). So, this
can be summed up like so: for $25, a dogg. Well, I'm off. Gotta make
it into tha dogg house before the crow comes and pecks my eyeballs out!
Ciao turds!