Reminds me of a time when I was 14-15. I grew up in a small town where everyone knew everyone, and kids could still go to the store and buy tobacco "for the parents". All of my friends were dipping Skoal at the time, and so I decided to try it out. I went out on the back patio and put a pinch in, almost instantly, I became sick. About an hour later my dad came home and peeped in at me laying across my bed, in my ill state, I did hide the can too well. He saw it and put 2+2 together. Only thing he said "You better get better soon, your'e going to finish that can tonight before you throw it away". He's a great dad, I only realized this in the last 10 or so years.
Back on topic, I smoked for 8-9 years, half to three quarters packs per day. About 3 months ago, I was too lazy to walk 30 feet inside the store where I was fueling up and buy a pack, quit right then.
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