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Betrothed Cigar Lounge is not just a lounge, it's an experience. Our concept is centered around creating a space that is both luxurious and welcoming. From the moment you walk through our doors, you'll feel like you've been transported to another world. Come discover our unique atmosphere for yourself!
Just because we are closed, doesn't mean we won't drop in to PSSITA. Try Your Luck
903-244-3169
No need to not have a good time.
BYOB and Grab The Mic.
Great cigars for the seasoned as
well as the beginner cigar enthusiast
Great atmosphere.
Just a little evening of fun for
you and your lady friends.
NO COVER
MUST PURDCHASE
CIGAR or HOOKAH
Find your partner.
Have your trash talk ready.
It's a fun evening with games and friends.
Check out the flyer for the specifics.
BYOB
MUST PURCHAS A CIGAR or HOOKAH
The fedora game in Texarkana is STRONG!!
Bring your "A" game. Truth be told, the ladies have been holding the city down with their fedora game.
IT'S ALL IN FUN
It's always a jazzy Saturday going on in the cigar world. We want to see those heels and classic shoes.
And if you have one, wear one.
SMOKING JACKET
Open the old cigar-box, get me a Cuba stout,
For things are running crossways, and Maggie and I are out.
We quarrelled about Havanas -- we fought o'er a good cheroot,
And I knew she is exacting, and she says I am a brute.
Open the old cigar-box -- let me consider a space;
In the soft blue veil of the vapour musing on Maggie's face.
Maggie is pretty to look at -- Maggie's a loving lass,
But the prettiest cheeks must wrinkle, the truest of loves must pass.
There's peace in a Larranaga, there's calm in a Henry Clay;
But the best cigar in an hour is finished and thrown away --
Thrown away for another as perfect and ripe and brown --
But I could not throw away Maggie for fear o' the talk o' the town!
Maggie, my wife at fifty -- grey and dour and old --
With never another Maggie to purchase for love or gold!
And the light of Days that have Been the dark of the Days that Are,
And Love's torch stinking and stale, like the butt of a dead cigar --
The butt of a dead cigar you are bound to keep in your pocket --
With never a new one to light tho' it's charred and black to the socket!
Open the old cigar-box -- let me consider a while.
Here is a mild Manila -- there is a wifely smile.
Which is the better portion -- bondage bought with a ring,
Or a harem of dusky beauties, fifty tied in a string?
Counsellors cunning and silent -- comforters true and tried,
And never a one of the fifty to sneer at a rival bride?
Thought in the early morning, solace in time of woes,
Peace in the hush of the twilight, balm ere my eyelids close,
This will the fifty give me, asking nought in return,
With only a Suttee's passion -- to do their duty and burn.
This will the fifty give me. When they are spent and dead,
Five times other fifties shall be my servants instead.
The furrows of far-off Java, the isles of the Spanish Main,
When they hear my harem is empty will send me my brides again.
I will take no heed to their raiment, nor food for their mouths withal,
So long as the gulls are nesting, so long as the showers fall.
I will scent 'em with best vanilla, with tea will I temper their hides,
And the Moor and the Mormon shall envy who read of the tale of my brides.
For Maggie has written a letter to give me my choice between
The wee little whimpering Love and the great god Nick o' Teen.
And I have been servant of Love for barely a twelvemonth clear,
But I have been Priest of Cabanas a matter of seven year;
And the gloom of my bachelor days is flecked with the cheery light
Of stums that I burned to Friendship and Pleasure and Work and Fight.
And I turn my eyes to the future that Maggie and I must prove,
But the only light on the marshes is the Will-o'-the-Wisp of Love.
Will it see me safe through my journey or leave me bogged in the mire?
Since a puff of tobacco can cloud it, shall I follow the fitful fire?
Open the old cigar-box -- let me consider anew --
Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you?
A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke;
And a woman is only a woman, but a good Cigar is a Smoke.
Light me another Cuba -- I hold to my first-sworn vows.
If Maggie will have no rival, I'll have no Maggie for Spouse!
Locker memberships are up for renewal starting December 1st up until January 1st for existing locker owner to renew. After such time we will honor the waiting list order.
We LOVE sports
If the game is still on, those closing times mean nothing
PSSITA!!
We LOVE to enjoy life
If you do too, those closing times mean nothing
PSSITA!!
We don't smoke cigars
We enjoy cigar
Sooo if your cigar is still smoking, THOSE CLOSING TIMES MEAN NOTHING...
PSSITA!!
(Open For Monday Night Football)
CLOSED MONDAYS
CLOSED TUESDAYS
Wed. 5pm-10pm
Thu. 5pm-10pm
Fri. 5pm-2am
Sat. Noon-2am
Sun. Noon-10pm
3260 North State Line Avenue, Texarkana, Arkansas 71854, United States
Juan Green 903-276-4333
Open today | 05:00 pm – 10:00 pm |
On Mondays we are OPEN for MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL
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