Mr. Skoal: "Then the pain radiates from the wrist to the thumb and..." (pauses, reaches onto my desk, and picks up my Diet Coke can) "Hey, doc, is this can empty?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Uh, yeah, mostly, w..."
Mr. Skoal: "Good, I need to spit out my chewing tobacco."
Hock
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Wouldn't the word Hack be a better description than "hock"? Hock is my last name and I am offended by that word! I'm just kidding, but you have no idea the jolt I got just reading that word---It felt like someone was calling my name!
Just a pinch between cheek and gum, makes for a particularly disgusting habit. But more importantly this story sheds light on the location of Grumpyville. The other day I theorized that Florida was the locus, now I am thinking South Carolina.
Wow, childhood flashback. My dad and brother both had white rings on the back pockets of their jeans from their cans of Skoal, and spittoons were just part of the landscape. So disgusting.
You don't have a spittoon in your office?
I thought it was hock. In Finding Nemo, didn't the fish call the fake volcano Mount Wannahockaloogie?
I love Copenhagen, you can see it in my smile.
I betcha he has a repetitive use injury from constantly "snapping" the Skoal can to pack down the contents. Just a thought.
DocV
I've been assuming western US, because I'm halfway certain Dr. Grumpy has mentioned/blogged about family vacations to Disney Land, and I can't think of why you'd go to Disney Land when Disney World is closer.
Chewing tobacco or dip? It's an important distinction...
i thought the word was hork.
Well, the word may be 'hock' or 'hork' or 'hack' but you have to have the proper western nasal twang involving the whole nasopharyngeal resonating chamber, so that when it comes out --doesn't it sort of sound like "kkwrrmmphhhffawwnkk? Sniff, sniff"?
Hock
https://yiddishwordsoftheweek.wordpress.com/tag/hock/
http://www.wordorigins.org/index.php/more/336/
What a classy guy! He used your Diet Coke can.
Could have dirtied up your trash can (if he were uncouth). Thank goodness he didn't!
Sorry you didn't get to recycle the can, thought.
My uncle chewed. His soon to be wife didn't know his 'system'. The beer can with the tab pulled off is the spit can, any with a tab contain drinkable beverages. She drank his 'beer' once. Ewwww
Boundaries and common decency, people!!! Well, at least he didn't hack it up on the floor... yeah, I've got nothing.
old boss in MN used the side trap on the driver's door to hock into... the entire side of the door was laden with snoos mixed spit goo...
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