
I mean read the description of these things: a fluffy cloud of mint surrounded by a thick layer of sweet milk chocolate. They don't call these suckers Mint Dreams for nothin'!
The true story behind them is that I gave one to John in his Christmas stocking. He busted it out tonight, took one bite and said, "mmmm..." and unselfishly offered me a bite. I took one little nibble and was in heaven! I hoarded it and moved as far away from him as the couch would allow. I think the only reason he didn't try to take it back was because he couldn't stop laughing at my mouth that had quickly become covered in a fluffy cloud of mint dream.
Russell Stover, you are and evil, evil man.
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