Candy corn Hell.

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It’s that time of year…

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The short window between Halloween and Thanksgiving when that sickeningly sweet, multi colored, triangular abomination is everywhere. My mother used to have jars of it scattered around the house when I was growing up. Why? I don’t know… nobody who lived there ate it.

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Global distaste for the product is right up there with kale, and yet it persists.

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In all my years I’ve only met a few people who truly enjoy the stuff. Take a bow Mark, I’m talking about you and your Spam addled taste buds.

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Okay, I admit that last picture is kind of fun… but I’m still not eating it.

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26 thoughts on “Candy corn Hell.”

  1. Okay I happen to like candy corn, as did my dad. And I’m proud to say that I would sooner eat candy corn than that gelatinous abomination called Spam. There’s a reason computer jargon calls random, unwanted emails SPAM and not Candy Corn……need I say more?

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