The class was told we would get a reward for something around fall time after we did it (or was it pre-school?). That reward was candy corn. I put ot in my mouth, chewed it, and spit it up on my dang plate. I legit turned to my mom and said: "This is a reward?"If you're over 11 years old and you're eating candy corn, you've probably given up on life just a little.






 
	             
 
		 
 
		 
		 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
					
				 
						
					 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		