Well, according to one McKay Heasley, sour candy is both immature and probably gives you cancer.
Which is too bad, because it's my favorite kind of candy.
It also happens to be McKenna's favorite (I think).
So anyway, funny story:
Yesterday, after I got off work, Tyler and I ran to our local Smith's store to grab a few groceries. While there, I decided that I really wanted to get some Sour Straws (both strawberry- and apple-flavored). When we got to the candy aisle, Tyler and I noticed that there were only two packages left of the sour-apple straws (McKenna's favorite). As I looked at them, I thought, "Heh, we should buy both, so McKenna can't find any." Tyler had exactly the opposite idea. He decided, "Hey, we better leave this here so McKenna can get it later." (I didn't really want to buy them both, and I did think about giving her one of them if we did buy them--I'm not totally evil. But I did think it would be funny if there weren't any of McKenna's favorite candy left.)
Anyway, Tyler and I ended up at McKay and McKenna's for dinner (we had her sister-in-law Heather's delicious tortellini soup), and somehow ended up talking about the sour candy.
McKenna went into her kitchen and pulled out a familiar-looking green package. She had indeed purchased the last package of green sour straws--we had probably missed her at Smith's by about 10 minutes.
(She claims she was just checking to see if there were any sour straws left, that she didn't intend to buy any. But when she saw that there was only one pack left, she knew she had to grab it. I think she would have gotten some anyway. After all, I did.)
3 comments:
Reading this one would think you 4 are the only ones in Provo. I love it!
This is probably one of my favorite posts you have ever done. Things seem even more hilarious when you write them. We need to order that sour candy pronto.
All I can say is you really know how to pack a punch!
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