A pinner dipper will...

~take three hours to pack the their damn tin.
~spit every 2 god damn seconds just so the can take their dip out -faster and claim that its "dry already".
~only dip when around friends that dip.
~dip just to be cool or fit in.
~rinse their mouth for 20 mins afterwards so they can't taste the dip anymore.
~take their chew out after 5-10 mins.
~take a dip the size of a ants dick.
~complain that their girlfriend will break up with them if they chew.
~insist that a family member or friend is close by and therefore cant have a chew.
~Complain tha one of there family members will smell it on them and therefor can not have a chew.
~Never buy there own damn tins.



A real dipper will...

-offer you his last dip from his tin to you if you are in need.
-cry when he spills his tin on the ground.
-the main event of your night leads up to having a chew.
-experiment with different types of spitters.
-save your old tins becoz to you there like "one of a kind collectables."

Black eyes, No Teeth, Cracked Ribs,
Stiches.This is no beauty contest, its
All about the game.



Drinking from the 98 to the 91.. 98 is a very bad yearr

"The Cockiest, Dirtiest, Most Irresponsible Group Of Athletes In The World.
Will Do Anything Just To Be Able To Tell His Teammates A Great Story In The Dressing Room. Live The Dream Until They Are 35 Then Realize They Never Made It. Ladies Love Us, Guys Want To Be Us, We Are The Soul Of The Universe. You Lace Up The Skates, Put On The Gloves, Strap On The Helmet, And Walk On To The Ice And Nothing Else Matters. It Doesn't Matter That You Failed A Test, Your Girl Is Being A Bitch, Or That You Got A Ticket On The Way There... You're World Is Absolutely Perfect For The Next Couple Hours. Here's To Faceoffs, Goals, Assists, Overtime, GWG's, Living On The Road, Cold Rinks, Early Mornings, Break Aways, Going Top Cheese, Countless Hours Of Practice, Bag Skates, Puking, Thousands Of Dollars, Dangling D-Men, End To End Rushes, Big Hits, Broken Twigs, New Kicks, Packing Bombs, Dropping The Mits, Hockey Hair, Wheelin' Broads, Rookie Parties, Coaches Adding The Letter "Y" To The End Of Everyone's Last Name, The Word "Fuck", Pick Up, Packing A Dip, Under Aged Drinking, Tape To Tape Sauce, Let Downs, Miracles And Most Of All - The Game Of Hockey. Why?
Why Do We Skate Back And Forth Night After Night? Skating So Hard We Throw Up.
Skating So Hard Your Heart Beat Rings In Your Head, While Your Lungs Are Grasping For Air. Late Nights, Early Mornings, Friday Nights, Saturday Evenings, Broken Bones, Torn Muscles And Deep Bruises. We Skate Through It All. Because We Live Off Our Adrenaline, Because The Game Frees Your Spirit, Because The Party In The Locker Room Is Second To None, Because You're Invincible Once You Step On The Ice, Because One Shot Can Make You Smile All Night. Sniping The Twine, Backy Shelf, Bar And In, The Rattling Of The Boards, The Feel Of The Puck, And Skates Carving Into The Ice Is A Rhythm To Live By, Because It's Possible To Skate Fast Enough To Leave All Your Worries Behind. Sweat Is The Cologne Of Our Accomplishment. Why? Why Would Someone Push Themselves So Hard The Uneducated Pussies Always Ask?
House League, A, AA, AAA, Jr. B, Jr. A, CHL, US College, Pro....
It's Never Been For The Fucking Money. It's Not For The Girls, And It's Not For The Fame.
Its because we were born to play the game


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