I buy huge amounts of these and hide them all around my house.
I find them way too quickly though, and get sick of them eventually.
There is commercial in England from years ago where a kid wins like, the lotto. He takes a huge wad of cash into a candy store, hoists them above his head onto the counter and says "Five thousand creamed eggs please..."
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"Thank you, Easter Bunny! BAWCK!"
and the creme egg's cousin, the mini egg, is MY drug of choice.
Yummmmmm.....now I have a new craving. Gosh darn, I have to stop at the grocery store on the way home...
My dad used to stockpile them in his sock drawer and pull them out much later in the year. They came to have a celebratory quality.
Thus are tooth decay and the honor role inextricably linked.
I buy huge amounts of these and hide them all around my house.
I find them way too quickly though, and get sick of them eventually.
There is commercial in England from years ago where a kid wins like, the lotto. He takes a huge wad of cash into a candy store, hoists them above his head onto the counter and says "Five thousand creamed eggs please..."
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