They were really strong...people loved them...they were probably like smoking 3 regular cigs at once. It was fun to watch all the "cool" people hold back their coughs.
That doesn't sound like a good idea. You know...I was thinking... If I knew I was going to die in a week, I wouldn't drink or get high. That stuff has no appeal to me any more. But I would go staright to the head shop uptown and buy a pack of Du Maurier cigs. Damn! Those were good.