Ok I am 20 days in and I know I should have posted earlier. I have been dipping since summer of 2006 during summer baseball and it never left me. I was perfectly content in doing it till the day I died, that is until I saw the disappointment on my fiancee's face when she saw the spitter. She knew I chewed but didn't know how much. Once I saw that face I made my mind up. This shit is hard but I love kill the can and all of my brother (NO HOMO). Come see me in Pre-August HOF