SKOAL MONSTER

[brinkhoffs52]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

Hell, I'd rather build a chicken coop..............

So where are these porn stars now?

Sheep are happy out on the family farm, the truck has been detailed twice and I'm starting to like the smell. At 42 I realize that ....... I make baaaaaaaad decisions....

'crackup' great story sm! Almost spewed coffee all over my computer screen....

God I hope that is realy because I just about lost my shit all over the keyboard this morning... I'm just glad no one was around so I didnt have to explain that story outloud.... 'crackup' 'crackup' Moreover, don't blame the maker's mark... I fucking shower in that shit...

[T-Cell]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

Hell, I'd rather build a chicken coop..............

So where are these porn stars now?

Sheep are happy out on the family farm, the truck has been detailed twice and I'm starting to like the smell. At 42 I realize that ....... I make baaaaaaaad decisions....

'crackup' great story sm! Almost spewed coffee all over my computer screen....

[Skoal Monster]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

Hell, I'd rather build a chicken coop..............

So where are these porn stars now?

Sheep are happy out on the family farm, the truck has been detailed twice and I'm starting to like the smell. At 42 I realize that ....... I make baaaaaaaad decisions....

[traumagnet]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

Hell, I'd rather build a chicken coop..............

So where are these porn stars now?

[billybill3934]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

You really went to the strip club with a horrible hangover and while transporting baby sheep? I like your style!!

[RAZD611]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

Hell, I'd rather build a chicken coop..............

[Erussell]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.   A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

And why do you and your brother want the sheep in the first place lmao
'crackup'

[jake frawley]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.  A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

'chief' That's all I have to say on this matter. 'crackup'

[Erussell]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover. 

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable.  Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit.  I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived.  I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood.  I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth.  A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside  the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level.  I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard"  " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

And why do you and your brother want the sheep in the first place lmao 'crackup'

[traumagnet]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover.

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable. Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit. I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived. I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood. I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth. A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level. I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard" " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

Please tell me this is not a real story...OMG I would have loved to see this sight. I am not sure where you come from but don't they have pick up trucks out there. This is a great read I am not sure if I wanna party with you cowboy or not...

[Skoal Monster]

"Put the sheep in a couple of dog crates and put em in the back seat"

What could possibly go wrong with that plan?

For starters,

Don't go out and drink 8 Makers Marks the night before hauling the sheep. While giving me courage to contend with the cat sized caterwauling puff balls it also gave me a top 10 career hangover.

I cant properly describe what a car full of wet sheep stuffed in dog crates smells like after 8 hours when you have the windows closed because of rain. I have never been more miserable. Sheep are loud when they're hungry, and when they relieved themselves in the crates........... there was vomit. I tried to drown myself by hanging my head out the window in the rain and opening my mouth, but no luck, I mostly lived. I've decided Makers Marks are out.

Don't go to the Strip Club.

If Klark Griswald decorated a doublewide trailer and all the strippers looked like Elvis after a meth bender, it would be Planet Lockwood. I fell in love. She had a moustache and could carry a bale of hay under each arm and swing around the pole just holding on with her teeth. A muscle dude called me Dougie Howser....... I called him my bitch and threw a dollar at him. My brother decided we should go. Strip clubs are out.

Don't stop to feed the sheep.

You ever watch two grown men bottle feed 6 baby sheep outside the rest area bathroom? One guy has to clamp the shit stained noisy little bundle of sweaters in a full nelson while the other stands in front of it with a bottle shoved in its grass muncher. From 25 feet out it was hard to see the sheep. I didn't realize that everybody staring at us could just see one dude on his knees in front of another dude who was holding something at waist level. I thought they all just liked baby sheep. Perverts. In retrospect.... loudly saying " just take it" , " put it in your mouth you fuzzy bastard" " suck on it" probably confused people who couldn't actually see the sheep.

After 8 hours in sheepy hell we arrived home. My wife gagged from a distance of 3 feet when I opened the car door. Next week she said I can come back inside.

[Radman]

The logic of nicotine replacement therapy applied to other shit


I will quit banging hookers by switching to different hookers (Red Heads)

I will stop snoring by switching sides of the bed

I will stop drinking Whisky by switching to older Whisky.

I will QUIT booze altogether by only drinking mouth wash

I will lose weight by switching from pecan pie to chocolate lava cake

Ripping Duct tape off a Orangutan or a wax strip off your mother in laws ass mustache should be done slooooooooooooow to prevent any pain and to prolong the experience.

When catching your junk in your zipper, it is best to take as long as possible to unattach ones parts from the teeth of the zipper. Of course, unzipping one tooth at a time, over a period of hours and days is the proper method. While this prolongs the pain horribly, it helps Free Willy. Much easier than getting it over in a single excruciating, but brief moment.



You can put lipstick and a hat on a pig, and call it Sue,  but it's still a pig. You can buy your nicotine from a pharmacy, or a gas station. You can smoke it electronically, snus it, chew it, snort it, put it on a patch, a lozenge, or in a nasal spray, it's still nicotine. Those are all just delivery methods for the same drug.

Can you use Copenhagen to quit chewing skoal? Yes, but big deal. Use skoal to quit smoking? use smoking to quit chewing? use the gum to quit smoking? use the patch to quit the gum?  Your still using nicotine.

Weaning off? ever try to just chew less? how'd that work out? Same theory.  Different method of delivery

More than 90% of all long term successful quits are cold turkey. Doesn't that say it all?

NRT has never been approved for quitting chewing, no study shows any proof that NRT can help a chewer quit. NO DATA.

NRT is bullshit, plain and simple. It is just big Pharm dealing nicotine in a doctor reccommended manner. Those who quit while using NRT are successful in spite of it not because of it.

God I Love You.......

FUCK YESSSSSSS.......

KA-POWWWWWWW

Nice! Funny how we try to rationalize our weakness instead of staring it in the face and telling it to go FUCK YOURSELF!

QLAFM

Perfect Post.

Awesomness!!!

Monster speaks the truth!

The Cookie Monster would be proud!

Dig it. Keep on bringing the gospel, SM.

[Kdip]

The logic of nicotine replacement therapy applied to other shit


I will quit banging hookers by switching to different hookers (Red Heads)

I will stop snoring by switching sides of the bed

I will stop drinking Whisky by switching to older Whisky.

I will QUIT booze altogether by only drinking mouth wash

I will lose weight by switching from pecan pie to chocolate lava cake

Ripping Duct tape off a Orangutan or a wax strip off your mother in laws ass mustache should be done slooooooooooooow to prevent any pain and to prolong the experience.

When catching your junk in your zipper, it is best to take as long as possible to unattach ones parts from the teeth of the zipper. Of course, unzipping one tooth at a time, over a period of hours and days is the proper method. While this prolongs the pain horribly, it helps Free Willy. Much easier than getting it over in a single excruciating, but brief moment.



You can put lipstick and a hat on a pig, and call it Sue,  but it's still a pig. You can buy your nicotine from a pharmacy, or a gas station. You can smoke it electronically, snus it, chew it, snort it, put it on a patch, a lozenge, or in a nasal spray, it's still nicotine. Those are all just delivery methods for the same drug.

Can you use Copenhagen to quit chewing skoal? Yes, but big deal. Use skoal to quit smoking? use smoking to quit chewing? use the gum to quit smoking? use the patch to quit the gum?  Your still using nicotine.

Weaning off? ever try to just chew less? how'd that work out? Same theory.  Different method of delivery

More than 90% of all long term successful quits are cold turkey. Doesn't that say it all?

NRT has never been approved for quitting chewing, no study shows any proof that NRT can help a chewer quit. NO DATA.

NRT is bullshit, plain and simple. It is just big Pharm dealing nicotine in a doctor reccommended manner. Those who quit while using NRT are successful in spite of it not because of it.

God I Love You.......

FUCK YESSSSSSS.......

KA-POWWWWWWW

Nice! Funny how we try to rationalize our weakness instead of staring it in the face and telling it to go FUCK YOURSELF!

QLAFM

Perfect Post.

Awesomness!!!

Monster speaks the truth!

The Cookie Monster would be proud!

[30isEnuff]

The logic of nicotine replacement therapy applied to other shit


I will quit banging hookers by switching to different hookers (Red Heads)

I will stop snoring by switching sides of the bed

I will stop drinking Whisky by switching to older Whisky.

I will QUIT booze altogether by only drinking mouth wash

I will lose weight by switching from pecan pie to chocolate lava cake

Ripping Duct tape off a Orangutan or a wax strip off your mother in laws ass mustache should be done slooooooooooooow to prevent any pain and to prolong the experience.

When catching your junk in your zipper, it is best to take as long as possible to unattach ones parts from the teeth of the zipper. Of course, unzipping one tooth at a time, over a period of hours and days is the proper method. While this prolongs the pain horribly, it helps Free Willy. Much easier than getting it over in a single excruciating, but brief moment.



You can put lipstick and a hat on a pig, and call it Sue,  but it's still a pig. You can buy your nicotine from a pharmacy, or a gas station. You can smoke it electronically, snus it, chew it, snort it, put it on a patch, a lozenge, or in a nasal spray, it's still nicotine. Those are all just delivery methods for the same drug.

Can you use Copenhagen to quit chewing skoal? Yes, but big deal. Use skoal to quit smoking? use smoking to quit chewing? use the gum to quit smoking? use the patch to quit the gum?  Your still using nicotine.

Weaning off? ever try to just chew less? how'd that work out? Same theory.  Different method of delivery

More than 90% of all long term successful quits are cold turkey. Doesn't that say it all?

NRT has never been approved for quitting chewing, no study shows any proof that NRT can help a chewer quit. NO DATA.

NRT is bullshit, plain and simple. It is just big Pharm dealing nicotine in a doctor reccommended manner. Those who quit while using NRT are successful in spite of it not because of it.

God I Love You.......

FUCK YESSSSSSS.......

KA-POWWWWWWW

Nice! Funny how we try to rationalize our weakness instead of staring it in the face and telling it to go FUCK YOURSELF!

QLAFM

Perfect Post.

Awesomness!!!

Monster speaks the truth!

[cdaniels]

The logic of nicotine replacement therapy applied to other shit


I will quit banging hookers by switching to different hookers (Red Heads)

I will stop snoring by switching sides of the bed

I will stop drinking Whisky by switching to older Whisky.

I will QUIT booze altogether by only drinking mouth wash

I will lose weight by switching from pecan pie to chocolate lava cake

Ripping Duct tape off a Orangutan or a wax strip off your mother in laws ass mustache should be done slooooooooooooow to prevent any pain and to prolong the experience.

When catching your junk in your zipper, it is best to take as long as possible to unattach ones parts from the teeth of the zipper. Of course, unzipping one tooth at a time, over a period of hours and days is the proper method. While this prolongs the pain horribly, it helps Free Willy. Much easier than getting it over in a single excruciating, but brief moment.



You can put lipstick and a hat on a pig, and call it Sue,  but it's still a pig. You can buy your nicotine from a pharmacy, or a gas station. You can smoke it electronically, snus it, chew it, snort it, put it on a patch, a lozenge, or in a nasal spray, it's still nicotine. Those are all just delivery methods for the same drug.

Can you use Copenhagen to quit chewing skoal? Yes, but big deal. Use skoal to quit smoking? use smoking to quit chewing? use the gum to quit smoking? use the patch to quit the gum?  Your still using nicotine.

Weaning off? ever try to just chew less? how'd that work out? Same theory.  Different method of delivery

More than 90% of all long term successful quits are cold turkey. Doesn't that say it all?

NRT has never been approved for quitting chewing, no study shows any proof that NRT can help a chewer quit. NO DATA.

NRT is bullshit, plain and simple. It is just big Pharm dealing nicotine in a doctor reccommended manner. Those who quit while using NRT are successful in spite of it not because of it.

God I Love You.......

FUCK YESSSSSSS.......

KA-POWWWWWWW

Nice! Funny how we try to rationalize our weakness instead of staring it in the face and telling it to go FUCK YOURSELF!

QLAFM

Perfect Post.

Awesomness!!!