^^ Ha-ha ^^ My friend's son used chewing tobacco and would spit into clear 1/2 liter water bottles.
He'd carry the bottle around all day.
Like it or not, part of my "job description" here on Earth is to dissuade youngsters from smoking and chewing. Go ahead, call me names.
He entered my car with a half-full bottle of viscous, brown spittle (with pieces in it) and I told him, "You're not bringing that into my car".
The sanitized nickname, "dip" infuriates me.
That poison should be called, "Addictive Mouth Rot in a Can" and have clinical pictures of necrotic, cancerous tissue on the packaging.
Who knows, maybe the little butt-wipes would find that cool?
I know I'm nuts but that's a separate matter.