Today, late for the bus, I was filling a small plastic container with the day’s snuff and flipped about five grams of WoS Eucalyptus and Aniseed onto the floor. Anybody have any spectacular snuff accidents? At one point the other day I thought the wind was going to steal my F&T HDT out of my snuffbox.

My boss rolled epic and caught his 25g Toque Apricot after one full flip. There must have been 10 or more grams that made it out. His desk, floor, clothes…everything was just decimated. At least his office smelled really nice.

I have a small wooden slide pillbox that I’ve been using as my snuffbox. Well, the thing is stubborn to open sometimes and two days ago the entire thing ended up all over my black shirt and mesh shorts. I got as much back in as possible, because I’m almost out of my precious Tube Rose, but the clothes had to be changed. So happy I wasn’t out and about, that would have been a disaster.

Awhile back I received an order from Mr. Snuff with multiple Hoggarth snuffs in a variety of flavors. In shipping no less than 3 had lids that became loose, one of which was off completely. The box arrived smashed (like virtually every time-mail sucks in caring for the goods) and largely taped together with a clear garbage bag covering everything with ‘mysterious’ brown powder dusting the general contents. The guy at the post office brought it out and said ’ Man, I dont know what this is but it is a mess… What ya want to do?’ Well, I figured I knew what had happened and in the past the folks @ Mr Snuff have been so good about replacing things so I just figured I’d be calling Andrea again. But when I got home I noted that the mix was actually pretty nice… Largely Jockey club with some Spartan and SP mixed in for good measure. Smelled good and I just figured, might as well capitalize as I could and just strained the whole mess into a bottle, being sure there was nothing ‘visibly extra’ included. Turned out great but you should have seen the face of the guy behind the counter! I was sort of afraid they were going to have me come behind the counter to clean something up or to do some explaining as to what it was… Alls well that ends well…

On my drive home tonight, my can of SG Blue Crest Scented shifted while I was popping the lid back on and I spilled about 1/8th of the can onto my lap and into my seat. I chose to look on the bright side of things, and kept pinching from my lap until I got out of the car. I don’t know that I have ever pinched so much during so short a drive. ;))

I’ve spilled a few tins. Most embarrassing happened at school yard full of kids, but I managed to keep it cool and kind of gently kicked snuff around and nobody noticed anything.

Now you know why I am one of the “Men In Black” these days.

Dumped a small tin of W.E.Garrett/Honey Bee mix on my lap in a friend’s car. Fortunately I had another three other kinds of snuff with me on the long car ride.

I accidentally took too much Dholakia White my first time taking it and I thought my head would explode. lol

Simular to shawn; I did a big box car full of Bohica without realizing what was in the snuff box . Burn Burn Burn Burn Burn and more Burn. I like the burn but only in small pinches it was like douching your nose with a flamming shot of 100 proof whiskey . The tears were flowing my nose was running and I had to check the back of my scull to see if it was still attached. This is how it felt - https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQapMjPL03sWYTup9fk79bYV50-3iL0SW4X5ZhDhNNhFtzPMnaF

Heh, I have an order pending at mrsnuff, on hold till a couple ofbthings come back in stock. Went to check whether it had been shipped and discovered to my horror that I’d ordered 50g. of Bohica back in Sept. Andrea helped purge it from the order but it was a close call. The stuff is way too peppery for me.

Simular to shawn; I did a big box car full of Bohica without realizing what was in the snuff box . Burn Burn Burn Burn Burn and more Burn. I like the burn but only in small pinches it was like douching your nose with a flamming shot of 100 proof whiskey . The tears were flowing my nose was running and I had to check the back of my scull to see if it was still attached. This is how it felt - https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQapMjPL03sWYTup9fk79bYV50-3iL0SW4X5ZhDhNNhFtzPMnaF

I lol’d

I too tried a snoot full of BOHICA thinking the hype was just that. Oweeeeee but I still keep at it, small pinches now though!

A tin of Poschl Snuffy Weiss came open in my trouser pocket. Ouch - a pocket full of sticky sugar…

ick!

cat just jumped on my desk and dumped my new can of SG Scotch Black on the floor. Most of it went in pile but the cat is now forever banished. She is dead to me.

cat just jumped on my desk and dumped my new can of SG Scotch Black on the floor. Most of it went in pile but the cat is now forever banished. She is dead to me.

It wasn’t my precious snuff but a snottoon. I need a mudjug. needless to say I yelled and haven’t seen that menace for days. What a mess!!! EXILED

Same as Doc Cherry, damned cat does whatever the hell he likes and I just have to put up with it…about 20g of Cheetah went all over the desk yesterday.

cat just jumped on my desk and dumped my new can of SG Scotch Black on the floor. Most of it went in pile but the cat is now forever banished. She is dead to me.

how can you hate your cat? I had a cat that would knock over any beverage that wasn’t water. He spilled some good tea and good beer. Though maybe his ingestion of pizza crust made up for it.

Oh I don’t hate her. She’s a cat.

Spilled some dragun on the dresser and figured Id use the good ol nasal Hoover to clean it up didnt look like I had dropped alot but man I was stuck on the spin cycle for a good hour!

I was chatting with one of the women at work, she’s about 70 and very clean-living. She mentioned how much she loves the flavor of bergamot in her tea and I handed her my snuff box filled with SP. She stuck her nose in it and _inhaled_, lol. I saw a 3" cloud of snuff envelop her face. Well, she didn’t drop the box. I should have warned her.

I was chatting with one of the women at work, she’s about 70 and very clean-living. She mentioned how much she loves the flavor of bergamot in her tea and I handed her my snuff box filled with SP. She stuck her nose in it and _inhaled_, lol. I saw a 3" cloud of snuff envelop her face. Well, she didn’t drop the box. I should have warned her.

same me, but with my dog. I gave him just a little sniff of cheese and bacon, then he sneezed so hard that snuff flew everywhere round. He looked like lumberjack. He followed me until the evening, wanted the bacon :@)

I don’t often take snuff first thing in the morning, but I took the lid off my WoS Irish DH Toast No.20 yesterday morning for a little pre-work pinch, the tin slipped and after a bit of mid-air juggling I ended up with a fair amount on the floor, but a lot on the back of my hand, so I took one great big sniff which took up most of it, and the inside of my head exploded. I was still laughing like a maniac when I was vacuuming the rest up.

Not sure whether this constitutes an accident, but My Dad introduced me to snuff at the tender age of about 12. He told me it was a manly thing to do. He had some special Indian Snuff and put it on the back of my hand and told me to sniff hard…It was Curry Powder. I sniffed up and my face exploded my eyebrows caught fire (honest) . He was rolling on the floor tears streaming down his face. Nearly 40 years later and I am snuffing away like a pro,( even though I only started about 12 months ago) Thanks Dad

just a couple of weeks ago, I was deep in sleep having a dream about food. for some reason,while still adleep, I picked up a smash box next to my bed, full of London brown and emptied it in to my mouth. that woke me up with a shock! I don’t recommend eating snuff.

My big tragedy was not knowing the magnitude of what I had ordered from Mr. Snuff and taking a hit of BOHICA immediately followed by a hit of Doolali. I wept.

just a couple of weeks ago, I was deep in sleep having a dream about food. for some reason,while still adleep, I picked up a smash box next to my bed, full of London brown and emptied it in to my mouth.

And there appears to be a London Brown shortage!!!

I put on a pair of carpenter pants today and felt something in the side pocket. Pulled out a half can of Skruf ES Los and it was pretty moist when I opened it.

The most important thing to know when snowshoeing in the mountains is how to keep the wind out of your snuffbox. All the physical fitness and survival skills in the world can’t compensate for the catastrophe of a suddenly snuffless Box. Years of determined practice have left me with the enviable ability to snag a pinch in a cyclone without losing a whiff; by using my keen powers of observation, I quickly determine wind direction and manoever myself into a leeward position, whereon I gingerly prise open the lid of my antique treenware snuffbox and pinch as surreptitiously as possible, closing and pocketing the precious receptacle with all due haste. Maybe it’s just human nature, but mastery of a skill, especially an oft-used one, sometimes leads to carelessness, even cockiness, which is probably why this afternoon I forgot the 2nd most important thing to know when snowshoeing in the mountains: How to keep your snuff out of the wind. I was 'shoeing across a sunny open area atop a wooded ridge, which seemed like perfect place for a pinch. The wind was gusting intermittently, so I turned my back to it and deftly stabbed finger and thumb into my **freshly filled** snuffbox, resulting in a heftier than usual pinch of Three Thistles Strong, a fine-grind fully weaponized American snuff. Bringing it noseward, I paused to appreciate the impressive powdery hugeness, but my reverie was rudely interrupted when a capricious breeze slapped the snuff completely out of my grasp, turning it into an airborne Cloud of Death that wafted directly behind my glasses and into my unsuspecting eyeballs. Picture if you will a grizzled mountain man, sitting in a drift, snowshoes akimbo, weeping viscous brown tears of anguish as the agonized echoes of vile blasphemy die away in the White Silence. Having been struck suddenly blind with searing pain while alone in the wilderness, my sufferings were indeed somewhat Biblical. There was wailing and gnashing of teeth, but these efforts afforded only minimal relief. My inconsolable weeping did, however, wash away a modicum of the snuff, allowing me to unlock my slammed eyelids long enough to painfully realize how much snuff yet remained. As I slumped a little deeper into the snowdrift, resigned to waiting it out, I took a few pinches of solace from the little smashbox of High Dry Toast which I always keep as a spare, Just In Case. Eventually, I called to mind the soothing words of the invincible St. Lombardi: “Suck it up! Walk it off! Quit being a pussy!” or something to that effect. Inspired, I gathered my snowshoes under me, stood and shambled blindly in some direction or other for about three steps before snagging a tip on some unseen object and sprawling on my face in the snow. It was at this point that I remembered the 3rd most important thing to know when snowshoeing in the mountains: Snow makes a good eyewash when you are blinded by snuff. Refreshing too. I hope these tips make your next snowshoe experience safer and more enjoyable.

I’m hitting “like” not because I liked your misfortune, but because I liked your story. Must have some Irish in you there, DM.

@DustyMustache Your story brought tears to my eyes.

I had to go to a funeral today. I woke up bleary eyed and had my usual cup of tea and a giant pinch of snuff. As I was ironing my only white shirt I didn’t notice a lump of gooey snuff had fallen out of my nose onto my shirt and I ironed right over it. Luckily the stain was on the back so was hidden by my suit for the day. Mental note that snuff and white clothing don’t mix.

So glad I’m a dog person

Sometimes if I boxcar toasts, I’ll cough onto my hand and send snuff into my eye. Cleaning contact lenses with snuff on them is interesting. But… Yesterday, before my martial arts class i stepped off the training area to take a snootful and put the tapbox in my Gi top–tucked under a lapel sitting on my abdomen. (Karate or TKD friends here know gi dont have pockets). During a technique demo for the teens class, i took my assistant down and during my followup technique my tapbox fell out of my gi top, smacking him right in the eye. Bunch of teens laughing and asking what the box was. I was horrified. But then one kid said “snuff! Lip kind or nose kind?” I hurriedly shoved the box of Gletscher Prise in my lapel and giggled “and you know about snuff, how, young man?” He looked at me sheepishly and the class didn’t give it a 2nd thought. But i did go up to that student during break and said “hey, you’ve tried it, haven’t you?” He nodded and whispered that some of his friends sniff Garrett and he sort of liked it. I said “When you turn 18 next year and you still want to try snuff, just see me.” He gave me a big broad smile and a “Yes, Sifu!” and he went back to training. My assistant who got smacked in the eye with the tapbox was none the worse for wear.

Last night I was clearing up my snuff cabinet and decided to bite the bullet and finally throw out all the snuffs that were out of date and had lost their flavour. This amounted (so far) to about 13 10g Toque tins. With a heavy heart, I placed them in a plastic bag and left them on a stool in the living room to dispose of in the morning. Woke up this morning and one of my dogs had got up in the night, ripped the bag open and tried to eat the snuff - the Peanut Butter, Chocolate and Blueberry tins had been bitten right through and there was snuff all over the floor! There must have been some scent still in there after all. The dog was sitting there as if nothing had happened…

Don’t you just love how dogs give the “I didn’t do anything” look

Thanks to a mishap last night with the lid of my box of Molen’s Prins Regent when I took it out of my pocket, I found myself sniffing the carpet to get the last bits of what I couldn’t pick up after I’d laboriously pinched the rest back into the box. Not sure if there’s a name for this method other than desperation.

Labor of love?

Labor of love?

Could be. :)) I’d prefer to stick to pinching…

Many years ago at a Grateful Dead concert my cousin’s compact full of 86% alkaloid white snuff (lab tested) onto her lap. For the rest of the concert she constantly had a someone’s head between her legs snuffing. For ever afterwards when going to a concert we insisted she wear wide wale corduroy pants.

Wow, what I a great idea~ I’m going to have to try that.

that’s only the I didn’t do anything look in people. In dogs it’s please don’t stop feeding me or rip my throat out. It’s a hold over from their wolfiness.

today i received my mrsnuff order. They were shipping my orders in jiffybags but this time they used a box. I opened it with my pocket knife but i cut my forefinger very deeply it bleed for 2 hours. The worst thing: it’s my pinching finger. :((

today i received my mrsnuff order. They were shipping my orders in jiffybags but this time they used a box. I opened it with my pocket knife but i cut my forefinger very deeply it bleed for 2 hours. The worst thing: it’s my pinching finger. :((

If no snuff was lost, you’re in good shape.

Major Incident with White Elephant.

Was moving the white elephant from a plastic bag to a tin i managed to POP the plastic bag, of which caused a massive Snuff Cloud in my living room . It looked like a sand storm in the Sahara Dessert lol. To get out of the room, i had the crawl underneath the cloud as the snuff is so fine.

Nightmare 5 minutes lol

Giving someone at work today, just before I Ieft for home, a coupla shots of my industrial strength snuff mixture - consisting of 40% rustica, 40% W.E. and 20% Viking Dark. Being only an occasional nicotine user, the effects hit him like a nuclear bomb and was quite amusing to witness. My mistake is that be’s been messaging me since to bring it tomorrow.

I literally had the “Christmas Story” icicle hitting me in the eye thing happen: was on my porch mid afternoon sun was out and thawing the snow and ice just enough to let a small icicle snowball combo slide off the gutter down the back of my neck down the front of my jacket…and into my can of Toque (dont remember which on)…Can tips,snuff dissolves into the snow slurry at my feet…only to me can this happen…another time a prarie dog tipped over a can i set down for a minute.in its defense, the poor thing was covered in light brown dust!