Gummy

On the holiday drive home I bought a giant bag of gummy worms and I can't stop eating them!

I'm down to my last three, so I have been savoring each one by dangling them out of mouth, slowly biting off each segment to prolong this heaven of gumminess.


My friend, Cortney who shall remain nameless, has her own special ritual when she eats gummy bears. She starts with two bears of different colors coming out of the bag, where they meet, have conversations, date and quickly get engaged.

Then she has a gummy bear wedding!

I've seen with my own eyes as other bears are set up on each side of the aisle, matching colors as much as possible to represent the bride and groom side. The happy couple walks down between the rows and go through an abbreviated ceremony, ending with the kiss and then their heads being ripped off and eaten.

Sometimes I worry about Cortney her.

Comments

  1. Anonymous12:56 PM

    I wouldn't worry about her. She sounds really god damn cool to me!

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  2. robert_dean1:01 PM

    She is cool because you can make this stuff up.

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  3. Anonymous2:50 PM

    huh? this is not made up. huh?

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  4. robert_dean3:16 PM

    Oh don't try to deny it!

    And it was more than one time I caught you doing this.

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  5. robert_dean3:34 PM

    oops, I meant you CAN'T make this stuff up.

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