A few years ago my parents, knowing my fondness for both gummies and Doctor Who, sent me a massive three pound bag of Jelly Babies from Britain. By the time I finished the bag I was pretty sick of the damn things.
After seeing a photo from a friend's camping trip, I decided that I really needed some gummy snacks. The temptation for completely artificial rubbery goodness was overpowering. I needed to buy groceries anyway, so I hopped on my bike and rode over to the supermarket.
The selection was fairly disappointing, but in the end I bought a bag of Swedish Fish.
Because when life's choices are underwhelming, you can always rely on Swedish Fish.
Maybe I should have succumbed to morbid curiosity and tried a bottle of Beefamato?
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