Candy Butts

I made Deb’s day by bringing home some candy cigarettes, now called “candy sticks” and with no red dye at one end.  Tiny boxes of two each were in a big basket of leftover candy someone had out at work.

They don’t make them as candy cigarettes anymore, on the idea it encourages smoking.  I hate smoking and would hate to encourage it, but that always seemed silly to me.  Or perhaps I am not suggestable, and mistakenly assume the same of others.  We didn’t realize they made them at all.  So I was all excited, ate a couple, and brought home five boxes.  Yum.

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