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Originally Posted by kelmac07
Yep...and all because my mother said "I had better not catch you chewing tobacco". Being the "little hellion" that I was...I had to try it and got hooked very early. I started on Wintergreen Beachnut and moved right into Skoal/Copenhagen. That and all my friends were doing it...so it was "cool". Pennsylvania way I suppose.  |
You beat me, Mac. I didn't start till I was 8.
I used to hide my Union Workmen scrap under the bus stop. I just started cause all the older guys and ballplayers did it. I thought it was badass and when I tried scrap, I loved the honey molasses sweetness.
Didn't start chewing snuff till I was in 6th or 7th grade, I suppose. I wanted to chew Copey and couldn't handle it, so I tried Gold River, got stuck, and switched to Copey a short while later.
The old man chewed Skoal, so I switched to that one summer. It really screwed up my face and I couldn't chew for a few days, so I laid off it till I could go slow and get used to it. Couldn't stand to get beat, ya know?
I'm still amazed at how incredibbly addictive it is. My grandpa chewed till he dies, probably put in a good 80 years. My old man still dips, and I imagine he has a good 60 years in. With 35 years, I'm still the baby.
It's a totally gross habit. I love it.
