Back in the day, I had a friend on my street who bought these cavity bombs by the case just to collect the “Play Money” point cards inside, which he’d mail in to Boyer for chintzy prizes… or more Mallo Cups.
Me, I preferred Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups (half of my ritual candy-tandem purchase with Snickers, which I still occasionally go for when I’m jonesing for a choco-fix).
Just looking at the packaging makes what’s left of my natural teeth hurt.
Serving an apparent though not visibly obvious (to the unsuspecting mortal, human eye, that is) need.
What we don’t know or see can’t hurt us, though, right?
Right…? (via)

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“Newlyweds” (Spec TV Commercial for Skittles) - Cousins
Sure, you can taste the rainbow. But will you swallow? NSFW. (via)

Chicago came in at a respectable #7. Los Angeles, a measly #14. Any idea who took #1…? (via)
In the fall, a young man’s fancy turns to apples, caramel and chopped peanuts… on a stick.
The company’s original storefront on Chicago’s Clark Street was a giant-size fishbowl of chewy, nutty goodness for nearly fifty years.
“Snickers Halloween Grocery Store Lady” Commercial (2010)
Creeps me the fuck out (yes, that’s a kid’s face popping out of her nether region area), though I’m quite confident there will be no lasting, tangible impact on my undying love for Snickers, which do satisfy.

For me, it started during Halloween, 1974. It hasn’t stopped. Buy them by the 1-pound bag. Eat them all. Buy another bag…
If there is a Smarties Anonymous, I will not join. Ever.
Reader-created dioramas featuring that beloved Easter all-season treat and dental nemesis, the marshmallow Peep®. Be sure to check out WaPo slideshow of the top entries. Can you say “too much free time…”?
“Nightpeeps” - Melissa Harvey’s winning entry.
Mint and sugar overdose in progress. Missing Marshall Field’s for the holidays in Chicago. Macy’s just doesn’t cut it.

Happy Halloween! Now take your candy, and get off my lawn!