What's your New Years resolution?

I resolve not to have any New Years resolutions.






Oh crap, I broke my resolution already. 

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I resolve to have as many AR's in my safe as KK has AK's in his. 

I further resolve to piss off KK by bragging how much more accurate my AR's are compared to his AK's! 

I resolve to have as many AR's in my safe as KK has AK's in his. 

I further resolve to piss off KK by bragging how much more accurate my AR's are compared to his AK's! 

Oh joy 

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I resolve to smoke no more than 10 cigarettes a month, and only during periods of heavy drinking..
Next year I'll work on no cigarettes at all.

Oh joy 

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I resolve to smoke no more than 10 cigarettes a month, and only during periods of heavy drinking..
Next year I'll work on no cigarettes at all.

Good luck with the cigs. It was the hardest thing I ever did was to quit.

Good luck with the cigs. It was the hardest thing I ever did was to quit.

Cold turkey worked for me!  Quit over 7 times doing it cold turkey   

Eventually I'll have to wean myself off of this electronic device 

Cold turkey worked for me!  Quit over 7 times doing it cold turkey   

Eventually I'll have to wean myself off of this electronic device 

Cold turkey was the only way I was able to do it. I tried the gum (No patch back then) and cold turkey was the only way. The problem is I had to quit drinking at the same time. To quit drinking was easy, but when I started getting the DT's for a cig I wanted a beer. If I drank a beer I would buy and smoke a pack. If I smoked I drank more beer. Also, it was hard not having a cig after a meal or with a cup of coffee. I still get the urge once in a while.

Good luck. It is worth it once you stop.

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+1,  because emphysema and carting around an oxygen tank with a tube running up your nose looks like it would suck balls!!

In your opinion which did you enjoy better... coffee and a cigarette or beer and a cigarette?

Really I think it was about even. I love coffee in the morning and when I smoked I loved a cig with it cuz of the little buzz I would get. Nothing like coffee, cigs and the newspaper on a Sunday morning. I liked cigs with beer as they kept me from passing out too soon with how much beer I was drinking back then. Plus when I was bar hopping for women, they all smoked as well so it was an easy way to get to talking to a woman just by offering her a cig or offering to light it for her. You know, the gentleman approach. Besides the addiction I found smoking cigs can be very much a social thing.

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I'm sure my jaw will fall off from the mouth cancer, but dip has three times the nicotine of a cigarette.  Imagine THAT getting your motor running in the morning along with a cup of coffee! 

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Bruddah Cougar, last time I dipped was when I was drinking about 9 months ago.

I was pretty much pau for the night, but I decided, "Meh, what the hell, why not?"

Got super dizzy and light headed and accidentally drank from my dip can.

Brah... felt like I was gonna puke and shit myself at the same time.

Vowed that was gonna be the last time I dipped.

Right after Mojave Viper and before going to Iraq, I took some classes on AFATDS, C2PC, and FBCB2 BFT (computer programs to help with Command & Control).  My Sergeant dipped over a can of Copenhagen Long Cut daily.  Me, being the impressionable just-turned-19-sheltered-child, bought a can of Copenhagen Long Cut to dip during classes after lunch, instead of getting something easier to start on, like Skoal Apple or something.  I took a giant dip like I saw everyone else take and proceeded on with our assignment.  I finished it LIGHTNING FAST and immediately told my Sergeant I was going to the port-a-johns outside.  I guess I was quite pale or something as he sent another to check on me.  By that time, my entire lunch was already in the port-a-john and I was dry heaving.  Most miserable experience while sober that I can recall.  That was 5 years ago now, and the smell of Copenhagen Long Cut still gets me nauseous.  It DID keep me awake, though..

Right after Mojave Viper and before going to Iraq, I took some classes on AFATDS, C2PC, and FBCB2 BFT (computer programs to help with Command & Control).  My Sergeant dipped over a can of Copenhagen Long Cut daily.  Me, being the impressionable just-turned-19-sheltered-child, bought a can of Copenhagen Long Cut to dip during classes after lunch, instead of getting something easier to start on, like Skoal Apple or something.  I took a giant dip like I saw everyone else take and proceeded on with our assignment.  I finished it LIGHTNING FAST and immediately told my Sergeant I was going to the port-a-johns outside.  I guess I was quite pale or something as he sent another to check on me.  By that time, my entire lunch was already in the port-a-john and I was dry heaving.  Most miserable experience while sober that I can recall.  That was 5 years ago now, and the smell of Copenhagen Long Cut still gets me nauseous.  It DID keep me awake, though..

We used to dare the young impressionable union apprentices who were trying to impress the Journeymen with their abilities to chew the WHOLE LEAF chewing tobacco some of us used to chew. After we got them jawing on the leaf we would then we would tell them if they were real men and worthy of being a journeyman they would have to swallow the "Juice". All those real men ran into the port-a-potties within a half hour. 

Brings back fond memories.

That is until I had to have a root canal because my back tooth rotted out due to the CHEW. I am glad I don't chew or smoke any more (since 1996).

Bruddah Cougar, last time I dipped was when I was drinking about 9 months ago.

I was pretty much pau for the night, but I decided, "Meh, what the hell, why not?"

Got super dizzy and light headed and accidentally drank from my dip can.

Brah... felt like I was gonna puke and shit myself at the same time.

Vowed that was gonna be the last time I dipped.

Dang, I know what you mean.  The first time I dipped I found out that overdosing on nicotine is like the worst hangover/stomach flu ever, but you don't feel any better after you puke, because that stuff isn't in your stomach, it's in your blood.  Nevertheless, I grew up in an Eastern Montana farm and oil town, so I was dedicated to getting addicted.     I wish I could punch 19 year-old Cougar in his stupid face sometimes.

Right after Mojave Viper and before going to Iraq, I took some classes on AFATDS, C2PC, and FBCB2 BFT (computer programs to help with Command & Control).  My Sergeant dipped over a can of Copenhagen Long Cut daily.  Me, being the impressionable just-turned-19-sheltered-child, bought a can of Copenhagen Long Cut to dip during classes after lunch, instead of getting something easier to start on, like Skoal Apple or something.  I took a giant dip like I saw everyone else take and proceeded on with our assignment.  I finished it LIGHTNING FAST and immediately told my Sergeant I was going to the port-a-johns outside.  I guess I was quite pale or something as he sent another to check on me.  By that time, my entire lunch was already in the port-a-john and I was dry heaving.  Most miserable experience while sober that I can recall.  That was 5 years ago now, and the smell of Copenhagen Long Cut still gets me nauseous.  It DID keep me awake, though..

Oh, man!  When I was about five, I kept pestering my dad about his dip.  I'd always ask about it, could I have some, etc, etc, etc.  Of course he always told me it was really bad, don't do it, the usual.  One day I found that he was saving all of his empty cans for something or other, he must have had about 50 empty cans in a dresser drawer.  Being the idiot I am, I started going through and collecting all the little bits left in each can into one can, until I had maybe enough for an adult dip.  I took a big old pinch and threw it in my mouth.  Of course, we all know what happened next.  I swallowed it.  Not just the juice, I ate the whole damn dip!  Puked. My. Living. Guts. Out.  When Pops found out he just laughed at me and said, "I told you so." 

I dip about two cans of Copenhagen per week nowadays, but to this day, almost 25 years later, the smell of Skoal Straight makes my stomach heave.  I cannot, will not, dip Skoal Straight-not now, not ever. 

Oh, man!  When I was about five, I kept pestering my dad about his dip.  I'd always ask about it, could I have some, etc, etc, etc.  Of course he always told me it was really bad, don't do it, the usual.  One day I found that he was saving all of his empty cans for something or other, he must have had about 50 empty cans in a dresser drawer.  Being the idiot I am, I started going through and collecting all the little bits left in each can into one can, until I had maybe enough for an adult dip.  I took a big old pinch and threw it in my mouth.  Of course, we all know what happened next.  I swallowed it.  Not just the juice, I ate the whole damn dip!  Puked. My. Living. Guts. Out.  When Pops found out he just laughed at me and said, "I told you so." 

I dip about two cans of Copenhagen per week nowadays, but to this day, almost 25 years later, the smell of Skoal Straight makes my stomach heave.  I cannot, will not, dip Skoal Straight-not now, not ever.

That story got me rolling 

My resolution is the same as last years', more trigger time.

I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS
I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFiEDS
I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFiEDS
I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFiEDS
I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFiEDS
I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFiEDS
I WILL NOT CHECK THE CLASSIFiEDS
I WILL          CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS
I WILL          CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS
I WILL          CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS
I WILL          CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS
I WILL          CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS
I WILL          CHECK THE CLASSIFIEDS