Happy Sequestered Easter and Passover to Everyone!

My nearly 3 year old grandson, Scott…wish we could be there. Momma has a Sex Pistols thing:

And Charlton Heston celebrating Passover in Spanish:

Zoom until you’re senseless today. Drink Mad Dog 20/20 until you come back to your senses.

Charlotte and I finished packing today. We move tomorrow.
I have some great new cigars to review and can’t wait to get back to it…just as soon as I’m no longer comatose from just she and I doing all the physical work of packing, etc.

Thanks to everyone that commented or sent such nice emails. You are now all in my will. The moment I croak, you can all decide how to split my Shiksa wife amongst you.

And stay the fuck off of social media. It’s like being told you have Stage 4 crabs.


9 replies

  1. God Bless you, Katman!

  2. Eric, you as well my friend…
    I hope you have chocolate smeared all over your puss and smell like fine whiskey.

  3. He is so adorable! Glad you are well-I was worried about you. Thanks so much for reviews that are so good & make me actually cry from laughter sometimes. I’m also thankful for turning me on to Bespoke & Isabela. Loving every puff of Daughters & some others I purchased a handful of. Your discount was appreciated too. Can’t wait to get my COVID survival pack! Best of everything Happy Passover & Easter to the Shiksa. Didn’t your parents tell you you’re only supposed to practice on them! 😉

    Sent from my iPad


  4. Hi Kevin,
    Now that’s funny. No, they didn’t tell me that…although that’s what I did. I only dated three Jewish girls in my life. Princesses all of them. Not for me. So I got a kraut Catholic girl. I still hear my dead relatives spinning.
    When we moved to this shit hole 4 years ago, I was in bad shape. I had gone years ignored by doctors about my health. I was 70lbs heavier than I am now.
    By the end of the move, I got heat stroke…most of my organs shut down…and I had a minor heart attack. I spent the first night we moved in at the hospital and ICU for a week.
    This was during the time that moron docs told me I either had Alzheimer’s or dementia because I was so sick and no one bothered to really do serious testing on me.
    This is where all the haters go for my jugular because in 2015, I reported that I was mentally ill (I heard that). But I never go back and edit my reviews. My life is totally entrenched in my reviews so to go back and remove every reference would be silly.
    Took 8 months of recovery to fix everything wrong with me. Now, I am the healthiest I’ve been in decades. I still catch the flu every year, but so far…knock on wood, no Covid-19.
    And I kept the weight off. Nothing like knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door to get your shit straight.
    Hope the Easter bunny and Heston brought you all the things you need during this wonderful time of everyone out of work.
    All the best,

  5. Happy Passover and Easter and hope the move goes smoothly. Can’t wait for the new reviews and reading the ones for what I’m smoking each night around the fire pit while we wait this thing out.

  6. Thank you so much, Ryan.
    We finished packing today…only took 7 days.
    Charlotte is so exhausted, she is asleep on the couch and doesn’t even realizing I’m having sex with her…which is sort of the norm.
    I hope you had a nice day with your family.
    I’m going to down some rye whiskey, not smoke a cigar, and try to go to bed early for the move. But as I prefer to let my neuroses go crazy, I will be watching “Leave it to Beaver” in Farsi til 2am.
    These guys charge by the hour. I bought a kilo of blow and stuffed it all inside Polish Beer Sausages I will give these delicacies to the movers on their arrival. I’m hoping the move lasts no longer than 47 minutes.
    Be well and safe,

  7. Happy Passover, Katman!

    I’ll remember to pester you for the new address shortly; once you’re settled in, of course.

    Big fan of Stage 4 crabs. Just the right size for a boil.


  8. You so funny…you crack me up, Charles.
    My new address is San Quentin Prison ~ D Block
    I shouldn’t have gone to the market without my mask…now I’m paying the price.
    I hear the guys on D Block are friendly sorts…it could be worse.
    All the best,

  9. “Zoek de zaligheid in het kruis”

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