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PEZ. Continued

The store started selling PEZ again, which, if you missed my last PEZ entry, is the most addictive candy ever. Last PEZ entry. Highly recommended.
It's like crack to me.

Anyway, I saw it, and immediately bought it, my hands trembling with excitement as I received my change and rushed out the door with the 8-pack of PEZ gripped tightly to my chest. Once I got home, 5 seconds later, I inhaled the entire contents of the package.

I was high on life! You have no idea how good PEZ makes me feel...
But alas... I was once again, reduced to sniffing PEZ wrappers in my dark little corner. I needed it. Constantly I craved it. It was in my thoughts... it was in my blood.

After school yesterday I rushed to the store which I bought the said 8-pack of PEZ. I pulled the door- wait. What the hell? I pulled it again... Once more, it didn't move. Slowly, I focused my attention toward the paper outside the Bill's Friendly Market door... "Open 4:00pm-9:00pm Friday."
NOOO!!! I NEED MY FUCKING PEZ!!

I shook the door violently, but it was obviously attached to something by a hinge. My wrappers are the only friends I have now... always loyal to me.

I shouldn't have been so greedy when I ate those PEZ. But I couldn't help myself, it had been months since the last time I've tried them.

help!!!

Posted by Insomniac at October 17, 2004 12:18 AM