Back in the day, when birthday treats were allowed in elementary school, my mom bought SWEETHEARTS for me to give out for my birthday - the hazard of having a birthday close to Valentine's Day. EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR. SWEETHEARTS. From kindergarten through sixth grade, SWEETHEARTS. She liked them. She thought they were funny. She thought they were cute. I despised them, save for the "nasty" ones my girlfriend gave me one year (think "you stink" rather than "I love you"). I found those hilarious!
I am happy to report that I read in today's paper, after 116 years, those tasteless, chalky SWEETHEARTS will no longer be made. Truthfully, what good is candy without chocolate?
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