Was at gun show when my older bro and I were about 8 and 10. They were handing out samples of chew and some how my bro ended up with one.

On the ride home, pop see's his lil bag of chew and starts giving him [bleep], convinced him to take a cheekful.

Took about 2 minutes and bro was turning green! he was swallowing the spit.

He starts lookin' like a cat with a hairball and goes to puke out the window, phuggin window was still rolled up!

Pop was pissed, bro was green, and I was laffin' my azz off in the back seat!


“Life is life and fun is fun, but it's all so quiet when the goldfish die.”