My sister sent me a box of 80s candy. It is fully quipped with Tootsie Rolls and candy necklaces, candy cigarettes and Milk Duds, Sugar Daddys and Sno-Caps.
I didn't want to unpackage the box right away because it had been arranged so nicely. Plus, this candy was for the keepsaker. Was it okay to eat it? Is this like the old baseball card you give away only to find that ten years later they are worth millions, possibly billions, of pennies? If I ate one, was it okay to eat them all?
All these thoughts crossed my mind as I started with the Smarties and moved on to the Chewey Sprees. Today my energy is a little lower than normal. It's strange. It's like I need a little 80s candy to kick start my day. The box is a third gone. Okay, it's half gone.
Oh I just realized something.
They left out Pez.
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