To those of you whom it may concern (which are at best, a very small few), it is I, Beefcake...the artist formally known as Bobo. Although my real name is Sam, the pen-name of Bobo no longer seemed to fit. I have since my last post, acquired an actual bulldog who I named Beefcake so I will now post under his name. Besides, Bobo sounds like something my Grandma would say when referring to the male genitals.
Well, as you all know from my last post (www.bobothecigarsmokingbulldogg.blogspot.com) I had left the world of tobacco for that of a higher paying job. MISTAKE! You can't buy happiness, but you can smoke it! So back to Diebel's in south central Leawood I arrived! It's good to be home. Much is the same at the shop...which is fine by me. And now I find myself working side-by-side with Tu Jaque La Flor, a treat indeed. Stephen Jett, Esquire is still on the prowl (down around Missy B's I can only assume) and John's, well... his same old self: a moody Kraut whom I derive much joy from!
So, this little entry was just to say hello. More posts on stogies, swill, steaks, and sports to come. But to keep you tied over until my next post, you need to smoke a San Cristobel and a Tatuaje Cojonu 2003. Trust me! Ciao Turds...
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