LOL, my uncles had managed to get some German cigars during world war 2, so they were at least from 1945. Packed in grey-paper as we called it, and dry of course. My cousin and I found them up on the loft in the wood shed, there was a bedroom there.
I think my cousin maybe sucked a little on his cigar, while I smoked 1.5 cigar, then I was done. Did not get sick, but it tasted like I had been behind the barn in the cow ****, and it tasted like that for days. So, I started and quit on the same day. My mom did not say one single word to us, until we were both in bed, then she mentioned the cigars we had been smoking. I mean, if it tasted like cow **** in my mouth, it probably smelled of us to others too. So, got a **** taste, and got busted, so, the entire episode made me stay away from tobacco, I have not had any desire to try again.
Bill