Holy shit. it was a battle of epic proportions. My sister is getting married tomorrow and I just played 18 holes with her wedding party. Cigars, cigarettes, and dip were everywhere. I must have been the only one out of 16 people not using. The guy I rode with had a lipper in the whole day. For a split second, after a couple beers I almost said "fuck it, why not?". "I have been so good, I deserve it".Â
Then I thought to myself, because I'm a bad mother fucker, that's why, and I don't need it. I spent the rest of the round with a little smirk on my face that I could not wipe clean. Victory is sweet.
THIS is how you quit without fear! My favorite word in your whole post was the "smirk". I freaking LOVE that! Not only did you beat nic down but you felt superior, not scared doing it.
You made my quit stronger this weekend. Thank you for sharing!
Great post got2. I to have to work around the poison all the time. Some of my friends don't hesitate for one second to put a lipper in.
I don't ask them to wait until i'm not around. I tell them it doesn't bother me. I use to get bothered by it, but now i have that little smirk. I'ts up to them if they want to be bound tied and gagged by the poison. I try and tell them that life is so much better without that crap. Some believe me, but i can see the control of the poison on there faces. I think to myself sometimes,, what can i say or do to help. I tell them about the sight and let them know if they really want to quit i know where they can go for help. I usually get looked at like i'm crazy. It's so hard to leave the love of their lives. I was there,, i know the feeling. I quit with you for another day brother.
It's easy to have a smirk and also feel pity since they are still slaves to the can while you and the rest of the bad ass quitters here are free.
I'll take freedom any day over putting that garbage in my face ever again.
Quit with everyone here today.
Victory is mine
I actually laugh when I see those guys do the "hack".
I know that feeling too.
Just needed that little bit more of nicotine and so they put it in. It becomes too much and their body realizes its being poisoned. Suddenly, the coughing erupts. It starts out as a throat cough. You see the look of confusion on their faces while they realize that maybe this giant glob in their lips contributed to this cough.
The cough begins to break up the rest of the fatty, and then the real fun begins. The poison and subsequent cough have now moved to the lungs and the body is in full "fight or flight" mode trying to expelled that shit. They begin wheezing. Little spots form in their eyes that only they can see.
They are finally resorting to pulling out the poison.
You see the disgust with both themselves and their addiction at this moment. They toss it, take a drink of anything close, and sigh a relieved breath that they are not dying. You see the thoughts in their heads.
I need to quit. Damn. What am I doing to myself? Why?And then it hits.
The empty lip screams.
Its only been a few seconds but these guys are already going back on that near death experience and rewriting history.
Obviously, the chew had nothing to do with itÂ…It never fails. I see this all the time from guys that tell me they chew because they want to.
Damn. I don't miss it for a second.
At all.
Way took much good now.