Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Saturday, 10 March 2018

Chaw Up Folks

I started chewing in junior high school. It was awesome, I would fill my lip and go into class, and come out an hour later and gob about 5 gallons of snoos juice into the nearest garbage can or fountain.

When I went back to school as an adult some of the other guys picked up my filthy habit and they started chewing too... and we always horked in a specific drinking fountain that was down a seldom used hallway, but close to our classes. We would either spit or dump our snoose  and wash it down the drain and think nothing of it... until one day it backed up and the poor maintenance guy came down to fix it... and screamed in horror once he got it apart and saw the cloggage. Later on I started smoking big smelly cigars too. Gads, life was good.

It's been 8 or 9 years now since I quit... and even now, there are times when I see somebody taking a dip or lighting a big gagger cigar... or times when the campfire's going and I miss the devil weed.

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