All the Italian grandfathers smoked De Nobilis. They would soak them in their homemade wine the basement and dried them on the hood of cars. When I was 12 his grandson Jimmy and I stole one off the hood and lit it up. After coughing and almost choking we swore never again.. They looked tasted and resembled lil dog turds, not that I would know! This 'thing' no matter how small was deadly. Gramps with lil cigar would attach to his bottom lip and moved up and down like a conductor never missing a beat screaming in Italian. He found out that we raided his stach and hey yelled in 'You summana bitch' We once offered him our roach clip! It took me a decade to realize how stupid we were!
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