"Let's have a competition," Eli said. I nervously glanced at the back of the bag. The sour meter was staring me in the face. Never one to shy away from a challenge, we headed straight for the little blue package.
I tore into it slowly. As I raised the candy to my mouth, I knew I was in for some serious sour candy.
As if it wasn't enough to eat the candy, Eli had another idea. "Let's see who can keep it in their mouth the longest!" he said as a smirk crept into the corners of his mouth. I think my feelings were made known as I groaned in disgust at his
1...2...3 seconds ticked by for what seemed like an eternity. Both of our faces were contorted in all sorts of ways. I was secretly glad I wasn't the only one struggling. After 5 or 6 seconds, I gladly admitted my defeat.
To my surprise, Eli held on for about 8-10 seconds. He laughed when he realized he had won, but he had a stomach ache later. That was punishment enough, so I said nothing. Needless to say, that bag of warheads was left right where we found it, daring someone to pop one in their mouth.
What were some candies you remember from your childhood?