I don't feel guilty about it, either.
I saw them, and I just had to have them.
I didn't even know they sold candy cigarettes anymore. I thought they'd been outlawed.
Apparently, I was wrong.
And in case you were wondering, yes, they are still just gross sticks of corn syrup.
Oh, and as of today, I've not smoked in FOREVER. Or, you know, 11 days, if you're counting. Go me! :)
Also, I had no clue they still sold those. They were so gross, but I loved feeling cool with them when I was a kid.
Wherefore didst thou find these wondrous treats, m'lady? Hit a brotha on Facebook with the answer. :) Candy cigs take me back to a time when there was a TINY general store run by a guy who lived a block from my childhood home. Dwire's Market, the sign said. He ran it out of the front part of his house. It was converted into a little grocery. Probably sold bread and meat, cereal, milk, tissues, canned vegetables - the essentials. But I'll never know. It closed when I was still in grade school. I think Ol' Dwire just got too old. But I'll always remember having to run to get those candy cigs. You were a badass with candy cigs. Badass.ReplyDelete
Congratulations on quitting! My weakness is food and I everyday is a struggle so I can only imagine....keep up the FANTASTIC work!ReplyDelete