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It was like, ew.

In by Wyatt on August 19, 2010 at 9:09 am

When you walk along a deserted beach at the coast of a large country, and see a lump in the distance, and there’s a weird smell in the air, and as you walk closer you realise it’s a seal’s corpse, bloated with rot, and as you approach the fur on the face explodes into thousands of pieces and you realise it was just flies eating the face face off,  leaving only white skull drying in the sun, and the smell is fresh and sick and putrid and sweet and minty like toothpaste in a warm garbage can…

That’s chewing tobacco.

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