So approaching the HOF I went back and read this thread and some older posts and realized how far we have come and how many battles we have fought.
Last Friday, took my kid to a football camp at Rutgers. There I am sitting in the stadium with a few other parents scattered about. No work, sun shining. No one around me, the whole stadium practically to myself. That would have in the past been such a glorious time to dip. Me and the can, the whole day. Watchin a little football, no one bothering me. Of course, my breath would have stunk, my fingers stained, my gums white, and I would have been a loser. I didn't cave that day, but in the past I would have been so pissed to sit there like that with no dip.
Couple of days before that, sat in a meeting with HS football coach going over his playbook. That mother fucker musta had 3-4 garbage cans scattered about to spit in. I wasn't jealous. I was sickened. That used to be me!
Saw the cleaning crew here one night not too long ago at the office. Nice older couple. You know, like old time biker people, but nice as shit. Guy's like, wtf (well I dont think he cursed) your garbage cans are so clean now. What a fucking disgusting pig I was.
Disgusting. All u guys just starting out, don't cave. Life is sooooooooo good without that shit.
alright that's it for now, fuck you all.
