Ugh. I have eaten way too many of you these days. Why is it that every time I walk on by you have to shout,
"Hey you! Yeah, you! Come grab some of us! We're delicious... you know you want to eat us up... Only a few of us won't hurt you. Come one, take a few more. That's right, mmmm. tastey, eh?"
Rude little mean pieces of candy that make my taste-buds swim in pure joy. Urg. I hate you, but come back next year, k?
Love,
Sweet-tooth
