I'm not really a sweets girl. Wait a second, apparently I'm smoking something because I just outright lied.
My name is Susannah and I like candy. (Hi, Susannah.)
Ok, thats more like it.
What I meant was: I prefer salty somethings over sweet somethings. And I prefer carb-y somethings over anything else. (Oh the times I've contemplated sneaking a baked potato into the movie theater.) So when it comes to candy I'm really not sure where my loyalties lie.
My favorite candybar is a Whatchamacallit. The peanut butter flavored crispy rice, the carmel, the chocolate--I'm smitten, I'm in deep smit. But today I was given a Snickers bar by a classmate. I like my Snickers bars one way...no, outright lying again, I like them any way they'll make contact with my mouth. (Insert dating joke here, OH!) But my favorite Snickers bar is a FROZEN Snickers bar.
I don't know why I like them frozen. I don't require freezing of anything else before slipping it between my pillow lips with my chubby manicured fingers. LYING AGAIN! Blast, whats wrong with me? I totally freeze Twinkies. Oh, and Peeps. And other types of marshmallows, but sometimes I just let those go stale. Mmmmm.
About two years ago I broke a molar on a frozen Snickers bar. Which required a crown. My second crown. (Though I prefer to think of them as tiaras.)
Is there a point to all of this? Yes. I am waiting for my Snickers to thaw a bit more so I can peel off the rest of the wrapper.
280 calories of frozen joy.