Jill Y and I had a disagreement of sorts. She said the mustache of Tom Selleck wasn’t the coolest of the things. After a couple of months, things began to calm down but not before I had the final say:
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How dare you mix my beloved M&M’s with those plebeian Skittles! I should report you to … well, wherever you should report someone who perpetrates outrage against edible things with sugar in them! 😉
I can dig where you’re coming from sister and I know these divisions are steeped in history. I would like to apologize for my behavior but knowing me, I can’t promise that it will not happen again! 😉
Especially during this ecclesiastical season, it’s important that we embrace a vision of the world in which the M&M shall lie down with the Skittle, a world in which milk chocolate candies that melt in your mouth can coexist peacefully with sugar-corn syrup-hydrogenated palm kernel oil candies that allow us to taste the rainbow.
I have a dream that one day all colors of mouth-poppable candies will be able to sit together in the bowl of brotherhood, where they will not be judged by the color of their shell–whether Yellow 5 or 6, Red 40, Blue 1 or 2, or even Red 40 Lake. I have a dream of a day when M&M’s and Skittles living together will not be considered as mass hysteria or “chaos” but will instead be welcomed as the harmony the universe intended.
I have a dream.
You should put your dream to music and call in “Bowl of Brotherhood”. A No.1 song it would be too.
This is an Indiana outrage. When I want an M&M, I should be able to refuse a Skittle to anyone who comes near my bowl.
I knew tensions ran high when I got into this but I didn’t think they ran this high!
How dare you mix my beloved M&M’s with those plebeian Skittles! I should report you to … well, wherever you should report someone who perpetrates outrage against edible things with sugar in them! 😉
I can dig where you’re coming from sister and I know these divisions are steeped in history. I would like to apologize for my behavior but knowing me, I can’t promise that it will not happen again! 😉
Especially during this ecclesiastical season, it’s important that we embrace a vision of the world in which the M&M shall lie down with the Skittle, a world in which milk chocolate candies that melt in your mouth can coexist peacefully with sugar-corn syrup-hydrogenated palm kernel oil candies that allow us to taste the rainbow.
I have a dream that one day all colors of mouth-poppable candies will be able to sit together in the bowl of brotherhood, where they will not be judged by the color of their shell–whether Yellow 5 or 6, Red 40, Blue 1 or 2, or even Red 40 Lake. I have a dream of a day when M&M’s and Skittles living together will not be considered as mass hysteria or “chaos” but will instead be welcomed as the harmony the universe intended.
I have a dream.
You should put your dream to music and call in “Bowl of Brotherhood”. A No.1 song it would be too.
This is an Indiana outrage. When I want an M&M, I should be able to refuse a Skittle to anyone who comes near my bowl.
I knew tensions ran high when I got into this but I didn’t think they ran this high!