How I Got These Sweets
I went in for an MRI and the lady behind the desk asked if I had any metal in my body. I told her I have a titanium plate in my forhead but she didn’t believe me, so I headbutted her. She passed out on her keyboard, so I sorted out the candy from her bowl, put the miniature A&W Root Beer candies in my jacket, and just left.
“James,” you may say, “that’s just unforgivable”.
“I know,” I reply, “but those little Root Beer Barrels taste just like the real thing!”
“True”.
