A bad day to be a Gummi
When Carolyn and I went on our little road trip, we did a few things. First, we bought snacks. Gummi snacks to be precise. Second, we went through a desert. Now, many people don’t know this, but deserts are hot. In fact, when we stepped out to get gas in Needles, CA, it was 117 degrees hot. Third, we learned that although human flesh is just barely capable of surviving 117 degree heat, gummi skin is not. :(
And yes, I realize this is kind of late to post about the road trip still, but we were cleaning up the apartment today and thought we should get rid of our little souvenirs.
You just invented the ultimate gummie candy!!!!
I’ll take 50 cases!!!!
Sold!
actually, i ate them already :(
As if a million dads suddenly cried out in terror, and then, suddenly, silence.