Now, I am cured! Oh no! Attack of the fuzzy peaches! Pass me the sours! Lollipops, Jolly Ranchers, and licorice. Saltwater taffy. I think I'm going to become an "OOMPA LOOMPA." I'll have to hit a "retro" (no pun intended) candy store. Yes, you have permission to break my jaw. Explosive bubblegum. Cotton Candy. The world of sugar. I'm doomed, now, should I venture out into the world. (Sorry, I need more vices around the house and the last time I tried Cheerios I puked and soy icecream does a number on me). Those fruit-to-go, incidentally are great port-a-snacks.