Oh My God Help me I dipped..... I was clawing at my mouth and lips spitting and cursing trying to get it out. My poor wife scared to death abruptly awakened to screams and curses and me exclaiming how will I tell them and rambling strange names and begging forgiveness, James , sluggo, ginet EXnuke and a miriad of others which I had to explain........ when I woke up.... Day 65 like a teen aged boy and his first wet dream... I had my first dip dream. I had heard others talk but didnt think much of it never having experienced one, i didnt think they could be that bad. The realness, feeling of textures as the three fingered loaded dip enters your lip at just the right spot. then the taste.. it started to make me gag... it was a stale taste. That taste when you expect a really good dip and the can is a little dry... horrible. The feeling of guilt was the worst, for some reason I saw Evil's and srans avatar and though Oh shit they saw me... and I was trying to hide but I couldnt..... Days 60-65 have brought a new kinda funk before the dream came around, I experienced some depression for a few days and didnt care about much but thanks again to a few good peeps we made it through One Day At A Time.... Ginet thanks for being a pathfinder (Ask slug military term) and warning me of things to come and cutting the path through the quit... :) .
