On a recent evening, SB prepared a delicious dinner that was ready when I got home from my nightly two hour traffic battle. As we were finishing up he said, “I also got a special dessert treat from days of yore.”
Ooh, thought I. Smores? A chocolate digestive, perhaps?
Nope.
Are you kidding me?
He knows now that he is not ever to offer a “special dessert treat” when all he can deliver is scary exploding candy made from god knows what. There better AT LEAST be chocolate involved if you’re offering me anything of a questionable nature that we used to eat long ago, before we knew about the dangers of sugar, and you know, chemicals.
ha ha ha! But scary exploding candy is so much fun! Especially when washed down with a…beer? Is that really a beer he’s washing down Pop Rocks with? Because some sort of carbonated beverage with even more sugar was the route I always took. Then I ran around the block 18 times while my mother pulled her hair out.
xo
I’m in agreement with you on the chocolate. Pop rocks is just so 8th grade. But I hope your dinner was faboo!
Isn’t there some sort of urban legend about Pop Rocks and Coke? The one with Mikey from the life cereal commercials? Wonder if the carbonation from Alaskan Amber is as potent…
Only a boy would think that was a treat.
I would have been disappointed it wasn’t chocolate too. Like why can’t it be a drumstick from the ice cream man? I’d like that.
Ooooh, I love the pop rocks. They are so fun. I love food you can play with.
sizzle now has me craving drumsticks … The ice cream kind , of course
Forgive him as he knew not what he was doing. Also, he cooked. And had beer. That would be enough for me at the moment.
Do you need me to send some chocolate digestives?
I love poprocks! But I was disappointed as well, bcause when I first glanced at that photo I thought it was that candy with the sticks? You dip the stick in the sugar and eat it? I don’t know what it’s called, but I HEART IT.
I love SB’s hutz-pah! Washing that shit down with a beer isn’t 8th grade at all! That is some balls out stupid: cool! As for the chocolate…at least your were surprised, right! HA…:)
dahli: I can totally picture that. God. Can you imagine eating pop rocks and coke now?
Camille: I know, right? Yes, the dinner WAS good, making the dessert all the more disappointing.
jamie: The Alaskan Amber seemed to have no ill effects. But gross, right?
beth c: Totally.
Sizzle: YES! That’s exactly the kind of old school treat I was hoping for!
Sheila: I am calling BS. Have you had a pop rock recently? Or are you just thinking, “Ahh, Pop Rocks” in a nostalgic sort of way?
chickadee: me too!
Mocha: HI THERE! Yes, the food and beer were enough of a treat, I suppose. Are chocolate digestives easier to come by out east? They’re kind of a specialty foods item here.
JR: Again, with the BS calling. Have you had some recently? I can totally picture that candy you’re talking about, but I can’t think of what it’s called either.
e: Sure! Take his side.
It’s called lik-m-aid. Ahh, the innards of a pixie stick and a sugary stick. How disgusting is it that I used to SHARE that candy with friends? I mean, you LICK it! It’s right in the name!