"I was sitting in my barracks in Afghanistan bored and tired of studying for school when one of my buddies came back. He had a fistful of cigars and wanted me to join him. So we went outside and started burning them up while playing spades with some unlucky souls. After demoralizing them in spades we all sat around swapping stories when a few officers walked up asking about what we were smoking and informing us of a cigar club on the camp. Joining the Talibanned Cigar Afficionados Club (TCAC) was one of the best choices I made. Great club, great people, great smokes." - Ben
