A new candy store opened here a while back, and when we went in, they graciously offered us samples.
Z is a candy connoisseur: he both loves and collects candy.
As he tasted one, he smacked his lips. He assumed the shopkeeper was the same – a candy connoisseur: “Ah, it’s a little more mellow – this must be made with the ammonium chloride salt – it has that finish.”
She had no idea what he was talking about: “ammonium chloride?”. I didn’t either, but I, of course, saw a business opportunity right away: “Sweetheart, with those tastebuds, we need to start renting you out!” (Contact me anytime, wineries!)
I’ve told you this story to set the scene: Z knows a lot about candy.
So a few weeks ago, when someone walked by his desk at work, saw some of his candy collection, and said: “Wow, I’m surprised you don’t have one of those giant gummy bears”, he and I were both shocked.
“What is a giant gummy bear?”
Turns out, on the internet, you can find gummy bears that weigh 5 pounds!
What will they think of next?! Am I right?
They have gummy worms that are even larger than that. They kind of gross me out, but they’re HUGE:
What is that?! (Other than the subject of my nightmares?) Right?
This is Z’s gummy haul.
Yep, CRAZY. Looking at this still makes me feel like a grandma when she sees cell phones for the first time: “Well, I’ll be.”
I consider this post a public service announcement.
