I bought some sweets at the weekend called “Toxic Waste”. I guess this should have been a warning. I like sour stuff and these things are great. They come in a little yellow drum/barrel that makes a great pen-holder when you’ve eaten them.
They’re bloody strong. I mean really sour. This morning, I had layers of skin sloughing off my tongue, and last night if I sucked the roof of my mouth, I was spitting blood. How cool is that?
I was staying with Tim and Tracy (friends of Lou) at the weekend and Tim took a shine to them so I bought him a tub. He ate the whole lot while we were watching telly that night. Big mistake. He was in agony and could barely speak the next morning.
I think I need to buy some more before they’re made illegal. They’d be great for dropping into those little bowls of sweets you get at hotel receptions and stuff.
Hehehehe…
The tongue is a remarkable organ, second only to the liver in terms of ability to fix itself. The offset to that is that it hurts like hell while it’s doing it.
I don’t enjoy Cadbury chocolate as much as I used to because as soon as I put some in my mouth, an ulther thartth forming on my thongue, and ith painfuw unthil the ulther gothe away after about an hour.
You should eat Nestle anyway. According to the NUS, Nestle kill babies in the third world. Supporting a company that ***** off the NUS has got to be worthwhile.
I love Toxic Waste. Only ever tried them once, in Ireland about two years ago, I’ve never seen them on sale. Someone brought them into work and was giving them to people without warning as a joke. They were all going “bleugh” and spitting them out again. I just thought it was fantastic and asked for another.
I’ll have to get myself some of these, they sound fantastic. The only truly nasty sweet experiment I have tried recently was eating exploding candy followed by a swift frink of sprite. Lovely.
The first time I saw them was a lad at work giving them out as well. I ate one and he went “well?”. So I said “what?”. He was somewhat mystified that I’d actually eaten it and not cried or melted into a puddle or something.
Good luck finding them. I located them in a small corner shop off the A1038 Coast Road on the road up to the Coach Road campus in Newcastle.
Hmmmm – my husband bought me a pack for my birthday as one of the ‘joke’ presents – what should I make of this do we think???
a) He’s got a sense of humour
b) you have a dirty mouth and it needed sloughed out
c) someone bought them for him and the only way “out” was to pass them on to someone else
I’m all for b)