Monday

The Candy Droppers

We could've ignited Tokyo...


Before the teenage wonders of drugs, booze, and sex, there is always candy.
When we were kids, Frankie and I used to buy massive doses of weird colorful fucked-up candy. We'd mix pop rocks with these sour things and then we'd cover them with some sort of acid dust... Really corrosive stuff. Most of it has probably been banned, by now. We'd look at each other for a few moments, spitting out words of defiance and mustering up the courage for the feat at hand. Then, after one last deep breath, we'd shove the whole mutant mix down our throats. We would instantly drop to our knees shedding tears as we felt our insides bursting and burning. The pain was almost unbearable, but as the fire burned our guts, we'd get up, feeling as powerful as Godzilla. We felt like we had triumphed over a feat of courage and strength. We felt alive...
The retarded joys of being a kid.

4 comments:

  1. Ah yes the good ol' days.. GI Joe figurines that always broke at the waste, collecting garbage pail kids, playing spin the bottle.

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  2. haha i loved this post. i know exactly what kind of mutant mixture that would make my insides hurt so bad! hah, it was a wonder i never had problems with caries.

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  3. Nowhere Man - GI Joes were the best. the most articulate toys ever, but they always did brake at the waste. i still have a dozen halves in my attic.

    Elizabeth - adorable foolishness ;)

    Catharina - teeth problems were fortunately never an issue with me either. lucky, i guess.

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