Bag of Candy
So, somebody left a bag of candy in the break room. Obviously it is fair game. Then I realize it is all gum or cry baby sour balls. I hate the sour balls and the gum sticks to my crowns and partial plate, so I
guess I'll pass.
No, wait! There are a couple of Sugar Daddies in there. I haven't had one of those for about 50 years.
Yep, you guessed it. I wound up with my partial plate firmly adhered to the Sugar Daddy.
*sigh* It's tough getting old...