And in that plastic container... there was candy, wrapped in plastic. It was setting RIGHT THERE: on the desk.
My sister probably moved it. I'm pissed, because I can't get my toffy fix. It was artificially flavoured to be 'fake green apple', and I never actually realized that it was toffy until I got sick and 3/4ths of my ability to taste simply disappeared.
How was I supposed to know that Laffy Taffy was toffy?! They add so many chemicals to it that you CAN'T TELL by taste.
This is how I discovered that I enjoy toffy: I got sick. I never knew what toffy tasted like before. I REALLY like it. I'm getting better, and on a sudden: IT IS MISSING. My newfound candy, which I wanted to try again now that all of my taste is back (well, most): gone.
There will be harsh words exchanged with my sister for this. What do you want to bet that it wasn't her, but instead that nasty nest of children what was here a day or... no, it couldn't have been them... could it? 0.o
I hate today.
My sister probably moved it. I'm pissed, because I can't get my toffy fix. It was artificially flavoured to be 'fake green apple', and I never actually realized that it was toffy until I got sick and 3/4ths of my ability to taste simply disappeared.
How was I supposed to know that Laffy Taffy was toffy?! They add so many chemicals to it that you CAN'T TELL by taste.
This is how I discovered that I enjoy toffy: I got sick. I never knew what toffy tasted like before. I REALLY like it. I'm getting better, and on a sudden: IT IS MISSING. My newfound candy, which I wanted to try again now that all of my taste is back (well, most): gone.
There will be harsh words exchanged with my sister for this. What do you want to bet that it wasn't her, but instead that nasty nest of children what was here a day or... no, it couldn't have been them... could it? 0.o
I hate today.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
