Old rancher told me when he was a kid he worked for another old rancher that chewed plug tobacco. When he was done he’d place that old chewed cud up on the porch rafter and let it dry out. Then it went in his pipe.
Founder
Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored."
WS
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