When I was a kid,I used to watch my dad chew
cannon ball.My great uncles would make home made
Honey beechnut twist and let them hang in the barn till
cured.My grand mother used snuff.The stage was set.
At 12 or 13 I tried some of that twist,My god talk about sick.I lost my equal Librium,I fell to the ground,and flopped around like a dying fish out of water.I puked till there was nothing left and then some.It was the kind of sick that you felt like dying was the only relief.
I found out later that cigarettes and cigars have the same effect.
I miss the good ole days.:nono: