spittoon

I flung a crust of bread which I had been eating from my own supply into a spittoon.

Thank your wife dude, unless the f spittoon gathers enough donations.

I threw an orange peel into the spittoon and the peasant again grabbed it and devoured it.

Now that I read up about it more it seems they were meant as spittoons for tobacco spit/juice but were often used as urinals too.

Beethoven was the unwashed guy in his apartment with a spittoon by his side tweaking away on the piano.

Any cube without a spittoon for your cow-orkers to deposit their tobacco juice isn't a contender, in my opinion.

That tradition consisted of the Senators getting so drunk during sessions they used to throw up in those spittoons as they were deciding the fate of the plebs.

Here's another bar that's in Washington, but was purchased in Portland OR, that has a spittoon flowing beneath the bar for washing away chewing tobacco spit.

But that turned out to be a bad idea because it promptly dissolved into my drink, creating a most unpleasant concoction, with an aroma which evoked memories of my grandfather's spittoon.