Snuff: It's a monster. I have basically been paying a premium price daily to kill myself; painfully, not including medical and funeral expenses. I have dipped Copenhagen for almost 30 years (up to three cans a day, mini dips to keep the edge) but on Monday, April 25th I QUIT! Now I have the nasty meat sweats, I'm irritable: my wife absolutely hates me cause I'm dick - but 25 days into this $295.00 richer and I'm starting to feel good.
Why did I Quit? I got pissed off waiting in line at a 7-11 to buy a can. I was out and hadn't had a dip for several hours. I couldn't wait for somebody else to order a hot dog and I realized at that time something had more control over me than me and that sucked. What if the world ended tomorrow? Would I sell my ass for an addiction? NO! I QUIT!
Get away from this crap - don't be owned by anything. My family accepted it; didn't complain unless I left that brown spot on a carpet or didn't return a missing glass from the set that was full of nasty ass juice. I could count no less than 10 spit containers in my garage. Sucks getting under or into something but then you need to spit.
Done. Iv'e made a life choice. I challenge everyone who visits this site to do what I've done: QUIT!