Every once in a while I get these insane urges to buy a huge bag of skittles and pour as many as I can in my mouth and simply endulge in the chewy goodness of a million rainbow swoosh of flavors. To my lucky surprise I was running out the door today and a large bag of skittles caught my eye. With a sting of that strange urge I grabbed the biggest handfull I could muster and plopped the entire lot in without a blink. It felt so incredibly satisfying to satisfy my desires. I felt so happy until suddenly the lot turned into a gigantic sandy clump. My eyes began to water and my teeth were slowly coating with cavity-initiating sugar. As I drove down the rode the stupidity of my idea hit me hard while the nastiest lumpy bubble of death was growing in my mouth the size of a small watermelon. Grossss.
I've only ever acted on this impluse one other time and obviously didn't learn my lesson even though I nearly chocked to death on 8 pieces of watermelon hubba bubba, which turns into the largest goop that is a lovely shade of diarrea brown which makes you laugh so hard you don't know that it's trying to block all access to air until it's too late! Gooey gooey gum drops of slime trickle down the face. Good times with my shlee bop boyle.
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