I've discovered something. Something that is rather disturbing, either because of what it means or because my mind actually thinks this way. I recently purchased a tasty treat, you may know them as Sour Patch Kids. Yay! Who doesn't love these sour and sugary flavorful morsels of fun? What goes together better than kids and... candy? So, let me get this right, you have something that is shaped like little kids and I'm supposed to put them in my mouth and feel good about myself? Pedophile Patch Kids should be what they call this devil candy! The advertising campaign should be of a sweaty, slightly overweight man, who is in need of a shave, sitting in his "work van" which just happens to have a stained matress in the back along with multiple rolls of duct tape and a video camera. He is parked acrossed the street from the school playground, one hand rubbing his sweatpants, the other one feeding his mouth with numerous Pedophile Patch Kids. And the only words you hear mumbled from this man are, "I want these kids in my mouth."
On a side note, if you own and use a recumbant bicycle... STOP IT! If you enjoy sitting down like you do when you're at home... stay home. You look retarded.
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