Our question, intentional or not, what did you get a taste of?

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Hello, Alicia.

Welcome to the men's room.

Hi.

Ola.

I got a taste of my dad's tobacco spit.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that sucks.

As well as a teenager, we're having a family pizza party or all around the TV,

eating their pizza. I go to take, you know, the last wig of what I thought was my root beer,

and he decided to use it as his spitter. And before I could even recognize what it was,

down the hatch. Did you throw up?

No, I definitely got sick, though. I mean, just upset stomach. Well, it's, uh, the mental thought of my dad's spit, but. It's also almost nicotine poisoning. Yeah, at that point. Yeah. Do you remember what flavor he chewed? I do not. I just want it. Like it's a winter green or whatever it is. I mean, Bernie definitely did it with me back in the day. We were driving. Same thing. I just had the empty water bottle kind of sitting in between us. Yeah. He's driving. I remember like it was yesterday. And like I'm looking out as I look over. He's got it almost to his lips. It's like, no. Did you guys ever have a, he took a big swig and then spit it out and, you know, cursed me out? Of course. Like, well, we ride together this Jeep five days of the week. I dip. Did you guys ever have the chewing tobacco guy? So my assistant baseball coach in high school, tobacco yeah yeah but i mean it always looked like his mouth his lip it was all covered in like

oil oh yeah and i mean it's constantly running down his he had like a rag he put it right back in his

pocket and he would just wipe it off spit i mean the spit was enormous yeah you watched him do that and you're like, I am never. I am never doing that. Well, dip is so finely chopped up that like when you're dipping, you kind of get good at spitting. Yeah. But you're right. With the leaf, ma'am. But Chal, right? Like, my grandfather was a beach nut guy. I don't know. It's like the juice is thicker, whatever. You're right. It's always all over. You can smell it 10 feet away.

Oh, yeah. It's like, ugh, God. And he just sit at the end of the bench and just, you know, like he'd get up, walk around real so. But I only can envision him with crap running down his chair. Oh, yeah. And that's the only image I have of him. Hello, Nick. Welcome to the Metro. It's a crime. Ola, bitches. O'la. How y'all doing today? We're doing, Graham. I'm all fired up about toasting or un-toasted stuff. Good. You're stupid. Oh, everything's always better toasted. Got to be toasted.

So as far as the question, had a long drive home, didn't get home until real late at night.

Long drive, I've had to pee real bad.

I always have Gatorade bottles in my car.

Had an empty one, you know, do what you do when you got to pee when you're on road.

You travel with road bombs.

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