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Used to be called drugstore cowboys.
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Last edited by G26Raven; February 17th, 2020 at 06:58 AM.
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Some company made shredded gum in a skol sized container. You looked cool carrying it, you could cbew it without getting sick.
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"Urban Cowboy" ruined it for millions of Texas men.
We called them Rexall Rangers.
Never could learn to like Skoal or Cope. Cleaned out a can really good and ran small tootsie rolls thru a pencil sharpener. I could dip half a can at a time!!!!
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Rexall Drug Stores. Damn, that's a throwback! I was a kid!
And not a Glitter Chigger!
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I started dipping skoal when I was 13 or 14. My very first time, me and my buddies were pulling each other around on a 3 wheeler. We were laying on a Volkswagen Beetle hood (or trunk, or whatever they call the one in front where the engine should have been) we had converted into a sled.
Well, I took a big ol 3 finger dip and rode that thing for about 10 minutes. Then it hit me, and I rolled off that sled on a big wide right sweeping turn and laid their in the dirt, sick as a dog, for what seemed like an hour and a half.
I took the rest of the year off from dipping. I didn't dip again til the following year.
March the 3rd will be my one year anniversary from when I quit dipping. My wife kept showing me pictures on the Google machine of people with half their face missing because of mouth cancer caused from tobacco. I sure do miss my Grizzly straight.
Dipping, chewing, snuffing are the most disgusting habits ever. The old women leaving their Campbell soup cans full of spit in the grocery carts about made me puke.
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