Hahaha I found this somewhere on the net and it reminded me of what this thread..
thanks for the support guys!!!
"This is my humidor. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My humidor is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. My humidor, without cigars, is useless. Without my cigars, my humidor is useless. I must season my humidor true. I must season my humidor correct and perfect the first time for it is the quality that counts. I must smoke my cigars every chance I get. I will... My humior and myself know that what counts in this herf is not the cigars we trade, the size of the cigars, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the quality of storage that counts. We will store true perfect cigars in perfect conditions... My humidor is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its temperature, its accessories, its cedar and humidifications devices. I will keep my humidor clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready to smoke at any given time. We will become part of each other. We will.... Before God I swear this creed. My humidor and myself are the defenders of my cigars. We are the masters of our cigars. We are the saviors of my sticks. So be it, until victory is America's and there is no cigars to smoke, but whats left in your humidor."