My wife just called and said the mailman was at the house. She asked me if I was expecting a package from "Jerry" I told her I was but you beter get the bomb squad before you open it. She brought the "box" upstairs to difuse it. She piled up all the furniture around her and got out the longest tongs she could find. Fom across the room, she opened the box. A load BOOM escaped from the box that was heard by surounding cities. The smell of choice tobacco filled the room. She said it was like walking in the Tinder box (a tobacco shop I use to go to) Picking herself up, she then went through the contents over the phone with me. First she asked if there was something wrong with my head? I told her of course. Then she asked if there was something wrong with Jerry's head? She started reading the bands to me and I couldn't believe my ears. I'm still in awe of the smokes you sent and I can't wait to see them/taste them in person. I can still hear her voice "whats the Fuente wrapped in cedar with the black band that says 858?" I'll be sending you an email tonight because she said there a few in there without bands. Once again, I've been outdone by another Brother of the Leaf :) Thank you buddy, you've just made my day!
KC