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Laf.
I think class is overrated. Wine should be right down there with chaw.
@mike: Seconded.
LOL @ Mike. Yup. And I’m a wine drinker.
Oregon Pinot Noir and Beech Nut Wintergreen (long leaf) are my two favs. Where does that leave me?
The tobacco and wine people have nothing on the folks gathered around the spitoon at the local clam chowder cook-off (Napkin, please).
I have had some wine that seemed comparable in palatability to a brown fluid spat from from the masticating jowls of some tobacco-adddled major-league pitcher…
But surely it takes a certain degree of refinement to define the subtler nuances of flavor contained in a can of chew. Enter the tobacco pitchmen:
“…forward flavors of rubber tire and tooth decay are washed over by more delicate hints of ripe compost and a light, almost insecticidal perfume, giving way finally to dark undertones of liquid rot…”
Oh, Yummy!
And yet I still can’t decide which culture is more annoying.
wine suits me….
You left out the men spitting in public areas simply because they can. It is so GROSS!! Well-educated men don’t seem to do it – never saw spit marks outside of buildings working with engineers.
A friend had a sweatshirt with the following:
“If you don’t blow smoke on me, I won’t spit tobacco juice on you.”
I have to say that chewing is less disgusting than smoking. Chewers can attempt to be discreet, smokers can’t.
funny as…..spitting out wine! lol
Spit out the wine?!
I don’t care what those wine snobs say.
That’s crazy talk.