Disgusting Habit of Dipping

Can someone please explain to me the attraction to chewing dip. I understand the need for nicotine and the accessibility of it at all times even where smoking is not allowed. So, for convenience sake and the need to fix a nicotine craving are the only two excuses I can think of to justify such a grotesque habit.

To take this clump of tobacco, place it in the gum of the mouth to sit against the cheek or teeth, then to proceed to talk while this glob protrudes from the face, like a tumor, mumbling hardly understandable about how redneck some in the family is while spit is being flung out barely missing the person present immensely enjoying the conversation. Then once the wondrous flavor has vanished the saliva drenched black yuckiness that now looks like a bad case of bird diarrhea is launched with great thrust from the mouth hucked into the the nearest trash can, bottle, empty container, or better yet, onto the ground so that the next unsuspecting passer-byer steps into the lovely surprise.

So..... This dear fellow will grin about his successful thrusting tar infested missile revealing black grime caked upon his rotting teeth. What an endearing habit to obtain. Mmmmmm.... Don't you know I would love to kiss someone who has obtained this as a cherished pass time. Maybe I'll start too!