Sam Gawith Buck's Fizz.
Sam Gawith Buck's Fizz.
Today, I have been mostly snuffing... Hedges. So far.
In an attempt to find out exactly which tobacco a jar of "Best Brown" was (G,H&Co or SG), I looked over the order history for a site I buy most of my snuff from. No joy on the tobacco identification, but I thought it might be "fun" to see how much snuff I get through. Worked out that it was about 35g per week.
Perhaps other readers have some fascinating arithmetically derived information.
I'd say it smells like a rotting corpse, but maybe I'm being too kind.
If anybody is interested in it, just send me a PM. I would love to get it out of my house ASAP.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
My order from mistersnuff shipped on tuesday. How long does it usually take for you?
Usually takes 8-10 days for me.
Two takers on the Dholakia Black so far. If anyone else is interested, PM me by tomorrow (Friday) morning.
I opened up my Saddleback briefcase today and found that the lid had come off the 25g container of GH SP. Only have of the snuff dumped out, but the other half was inside my laptop.
Well, your laptop will smell good when it overheats.
F&T High Dry Toast so far today.
Silver Dollar Natural. "Office snuff" - yuck. God, but I loathe this stuff. They call it "natural" but is takes like anything but.
That's what I get for leaving my pocket tin at home.
Barnyard? Yes, extremely (and I might add most definitely some very specific spots in said barnyard).
Rotting corpse? No, not quite that.
But I am getting an impression of something revoltingly nasty - perhaps a block of really old cheese, maybe in such a state of rot that while still in semi-liquid state it has long since stopped progressing through the various stages of decay, yet all the while able to repel merely by exuding the scents of its perpetual state of nasty?
I've never had Stinking Bishop cheese, but this snuff must be something along the same line.
Uh. . . thanks (?), Jeff. I will try a little more, though, throughout the afternoon - see if it grows on me.
On my second attempt of the Dholakia Black Death (Jeff's name of it is perfect), I went all out and took about as much as my schnoz could hold (I am wearing a white button down sans tie at the office today, so must use caution). Nary a hint of the previous rotten-parmesan-Cheetoh-stuck-up-a-nostril-for-six-weeks aroma, none at all. Instead, 100% mint chocolate Girl Scout cookies. Very nice, very tasty.
Ain't that funny?
Jim, not so fast. Just had another nice dose, number three. Very nice nicotine component with this one, causing me to ponder how one might describe the experience to the uninitiated.
Go to your nearest county fair, on the hottest and most humid day of the event, head over to the busiest livestock tent, sit yourself down right in the middle of a big pile of used hay, and by used I mean hay now mixed with a minimum of three days worth of cattle droppings, pull it up around yourself till just your head and neck are sticking out, wait 5 minutes or so until you break out in a light and very itchy sweat, at which time you then have someone hand feed you a handful or two of chocolate mint Girl Scout cookies. Warm milk optional, but would surely round out the experience.
But I repeat myself... to some.
Yeah, that's pretty slow, all right. Manure, straw, farm animals, chocolate, warm milk, girl scouts and a hint of mint. Definitely gotta slow down for that. So...slowing...down. Seems like moonshine should fit into the picture somewhere, but that's just me, allowing my imagination to lay hold on this sensorial panaromarama you've place before us -- maybe it's opium? :ask: For the moment, I'm keeping to the right and moving along with some Morocco! :drama: :bolt: