They said wait for Black Friday. We said "Nahh!". The vault’s open, and the clock is already ticking. Right now, over 400 of the cigars you actually chase are getting absolutely torched: handmade premiums hitting the mat at 67¢ per stick. That’s not a typo- That’s us moving inventory, baby! These are the heavy hitters, the limited runs, the ones you refresh the page for. And they’re evaporating while most shops are still polishing their “doorbuster” signs. No rainchecks. No “more coming Monday.” When the counter hits zero, the discounts dissapear. Cart it, checkout, flex on your group chat. Or keep scrolling and explain to yourself later why you paid triple in December. Your move, son!