A little while back I picked up one of these packages. It was a great package. Lots of different kinds of candy, a personal note from the sender, and some other odds and ends. It was great knowing people back home hadn't forgotten about me - but what made it especially great was the family size package of Twizzlers that were included.
I opened the package and ate a few. I then ate a few more. Then a few more, and before I knew it half of the package was gone. I had eaten half of a family size portion, otherwise known as what two normal people would eat. And I had done this in one sitting.
Around the same time I discovered this I realized that it was time to make dinner. I'm lazy though and opted for more Twizzlers. Plus, I wanted to challenge myself to see if I could eat the rest of the package. It's the small challenges that make life so worthwhile, right?
I can't say no to these little twisted delights. |
Wrong. I finished that package. In fact, it wasn't even that difficult. Unfortunately, the human body is not equipped for so much strawberry flavored goodness and just a few minutes after finishing the package a felt a twinge in my stomach. I knew what this meant. I raced outside to my trash pit and I vomited. Out came a family size helping of Red 40 colored, partly chewed Twizzlers. It was disgusting. I felt not only physically sick but also disappointed in myself that I couldn't hold them down. I'd wasted a completely good American candy in such a pointless way.
When asked if people should continue sending me Twizzlers after this story I respond with, "Yes, but please send smaller packages." I secretly believe that another family size package will be irresistible to me... I just can't say no to such a great candy.
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