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I've been lurking on this thread for a couple of days, so now I have to 'fess up.
This past August ('04), my Mom and Dad decided to rent a house in Cape Cod, MA for a couple of weeks. When I was a kid, we used to go every summer. I still have memories (and pictures) of an almost-12-year-old me sporting a black t-shirt with a Meatloaf "Bat Out Of Hell" iron-on. This trip would be different because my two sisters and I are all grown up (ahem), and everyone would be bringing their significant other.
It took about two days for us to hit the penny candy store. The first trip was innocent enough, a couple of Squirrel Nut Zippers, a few assorted Gummi creatures, a handful of Goldenberg's Peanut Chews. By the fourth day, it was bedlam. At every given moment, there were three or more flavors of fudge on the kitchen counter, a bag devoted entirely to Gummies (peach=good, whale=bad), Flying Saucers (that sort of melt in your mouth and have a bunch of sugar bb's inside), red, black, and brown licorice...
...if you think this thread isn't the source of a shopping list for more than one of us, you've got another thing coming.
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