Once again, ladies and gentlemen... seashell:
Guest Post
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I Like Snuff an' I Cannot Lie
Ahh, there's nothing like a big dip of Copenhagen in the morning to wake a girl up. I must say that snuff is the stuff. In fact, I have to have a dip just about every moment of the day. I like it before breakfast, after lunch, before tea, after supper, and before bed. I chew at work, at school, in all the fine eating establishments, when I'm hangin' out in da hizzy, when I'm convoginating, when I'm instigating...I could go on forever. I could dip snuff in a box. I could dip it with a fox. I could dip snuff on a train, in a plane, or in the rain...one fish, two fish, red...oh, anyway...It's like gum, except better. Actually, I do not dip snuff, but there are those who have reason to believe I do. Some days ago at work I had a cup of lemonade. When I was done consuming my lemonade, I promptly wrote my name on the cup in very black permanent marker so as to thwart anyone else's attempts to use said cup. Well, apparently someone did use my cup, but not for drinking purposes. My boss, the man with the Ph.D, spit his snuff in my cup and then proceeded to leave it in clear view. Of course I, being the wonderful worker that I am, did not notice until the next day, but by then it was too late. One of my fellow employees now believes that I am indeed a dipper. Well, I guess we all do bad things every once in a while...
In need of a good chess game,
seashell
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One time, I had to make coffee at the flight center... someone likened it to snuff. I haven't been asked to make coffee since. It just proves that if you do a crappy enough job, you won't have to do it again.
Jeff C.
