It wasnt a cigarette
but a 'dip' or some Skoal...chewing tobacco. I was in middle school and my big brother, a high schooler (about 17 at the time) and his buddy were in my parents basement watching a movie...I came home from a baseball game and trotted downstairs to see what was going on and saw they were dipping snuff. I asked if I could have some and my Brother said "Ask Mom you little dweeb!" My Mom was in the next room doing laundry or something and I walked in and asked "Momma (cuz I called her Momma...dont judge) can I try some of Jeff's chewing tobacco?"

I will NEVER forget the look on her face when she said "Sure Citadel." It was PURE Motherly EVIL!

So I walked back in and said "Give me the tin please!" and put in a dip. In about 10 seconds, the stinging/burning on my lower lip was unbelievable! I ran right back into the room where my Mom was and spat it out into the wash basin and turned the water on full blast to try and rinse my mouth. Oh how my Momma laughed!

A year later, and my Parents were constantly catching me with a chew in during baseball games! I foiled their Evil Plan! MWAh ha ha ha!
( Citadel Because the world needs less morons, Tue 25 Mar 2008, 17:25, 1 reply)

Oh man,
I HATE dip! My little bro dipped all the time (I think he still does, I just haven't caught him in the last few years) and I couldn't stand seeing him with a big, gooey, nasty, stinky, tarry chaw tucked in his lip all day. I smacked him on the back once, shouting, "spit that out!". Instead, the shock made him swallow it.

On the other hand, I am as big as a house and have no right to comment on anyone else's bad habits...
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Tue 25 Mar 2008, 21:31, closed)