Blow pops are probably some of the more masochistic indulgences out there. Getting to the gum in the center is oddly triumphant, like you've accomplished something, and yet the time spent doing so is fraught with potentially slicing your mouth to ribbons, since said gum is pretty much encased in delicious, candy flavored glass shards. I mean, seriously, you might as well smash a mirror, roll the shards around in simple syrup and flavor-of-choice, and stuff into your face, it's kinda the same experience, other than if you swallow the glass you'll die horribly and stuff.
These instruments of exquisite self-torment are allowed and yet Kinder Surprise eggs are banned. USA, your candy regulations be capital F Fucked. Just saying.
These instruments of exquisite self-torment are allowed and yet Kinder Surprise eggs are banned. USA, your candy regulations be capital F Fucked. Just saying.
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Date: 2012-04-19 05:16 pm (UTC)From: