12. Contraband

This was an 8” from Po Boy III. It had an ugly wrapper (looked like it was water damaged with light and dark spots.) There were a couple large veins but the cap was affixed nicely. The wrapper was lifting up in one spot, but there weren’t any cracks in the cigar. It was filled pretty evenly and the foot looked decent. It had an awesome tie-dye colored band which made it look like a cigar you would find between the flip-flops and sea shells in a shop at Myrtle Beach. The punch was clean and the draw was solid with the faintest hint of cocoa.

Initially the cigar tasted stale. This was combined with a flavor or grass and cardboard. About 1/3 of the way into the cigar the cap disintegrated and ended up in my mouth. I spit that piece of the wrapper out and continued to smoke. About halfway through the smoke assumed a medium profile but became acrid at the same time. Shortly after this the cap was completely gone and the wrapper unfurled several inches down the length of the stick. St this point I chucked it out the window of my car as I was in no position to try and make repairs (not that I could have at this point). While it is named "contraband", I'm not sure anyone would even bother sneaking this one into a prison in their rectum- it's not worth the effort.

The single best part of the cigar: The cool tie-died hippy gay pride band. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy.
The single worst part of the cigar: The fact that I couldn’t smoke it past 4” because it self destructed.
Overall rating on a scale of 1-10: 4.0 (It couldn’t even make it into the latter rounds, what am I supposed to do with that?)