You know those little brown balls your Grandmother always made and said they were candy? I am not sure they were candy, they always tasted a little suspect to me. And what’s up with the white crap they called “divinity?” What is so divine about white junk that isn’t very sweet, I never saw any of that at the candy store. When I am old I am going to put out plates of Reese Peanut butter cups, and Butterfinger bars with red and green bows, at least that way my grandkids won’t think I am trying to poison them, even though I really am.
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