OMG Ponies.
I found a stash of candy corn (totally while in pursuit of a legitimate item - a bowl for Iain) and Joel said I could eat some "at my own risk." You can tell he's a lawyer.
Apparently, their origins are obscure. As in, unknown vintage. But I figure: nothing about candy corn is natural, so what could go bad? It's like finding a bonus twinkie. Unless it's more than 17 years old, it's FINE!
Yum.
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