…that get stolen by the kid up the street. Sure, I was 8 or 9, but I still remember! I STILL remember!
I got my eye on you!
(Actually, I should thank Parndeep’s brother, the one who swiped them. They were Pot of Gold chocolates and those really aren’t that great. In fact, I probably would have chipped a tooth. Maybe I should thank him for pushing me to strive for excellence and not settle for dime-store candy.)
Nah, I’m still cheesed.