I posted this sweet story last year at this time. It’s one of my favorite stories for this time in October, so I decided to run it again, just for fun. Hope you enjoy it.
Mr. Goodbar was a Jolly Rancher. He and his wife, Pez, were proud parents of Baby Ruth and six boys who were known as the Sour Patch Kids. They had one kitty named Kit Kat. and one dog named Pocky. Their lives portrayed a sweet story.
They had a chicken coop covered with a Red Vine and filled with Chicklets and Peeps. Beyond the chicken coop was a pond swarming with Swedish Fish. Their neighbor on the west side had a bunch of Smarties who smoked Candy Cigarettes behind his barn. Mr. Goodbar could hear their Snickers, especially from the Big Hunk and Peppermint Patty. If Mr. Goodbar and Pez happened to be on their front porch on July 4th, they would swirl their Pixie Sticks and Twizzlers. “Let’s Take Five and just gaze at the Milky Way,” he would say. Sometimes they sat in awe at a rare Starburst. Sometimes they oohed and awed.
His neighbor on the east side was a no-good Sugar Daddy who grew only two crops – Candy Corn and Cotton Candy. His cows were total Milk Duds and his chickens laid strange Cadbury Eggs which he sold to the Nerds, Air Heads, and Suckers from town. He was a Worther’s Orginal, all right. Mr. Goodbar kept his bee hive between their houses just so he could have a Bit O’ Honey in the morning. He loved the buzzing of the JuJubees, but his neighbor complained about all the Hubba Bubba noise.
Every Pay Day evening, Mr. Goodbar and Pez would take Baby Ruth and Pocky to the beach to collect Pop Rocks which Pez referred to as Jaw Breakers. They munched on Nip-L-Nips and Circus Peanuts while Baby Ruth chewed on Necco Waffers.
Suddenly they saw what looked like an Atomic Fireball fall from the sky. “Did you see that Starburst?” Pez asked, startled. “Why, I think it came straight from Mars!” Mr. Goodbar replied, looking up to the twinkling Dots in the night sky.
Mr. Goodbar turned to Pez. “I love you to Toblerone and back.” Pez patted his Jelly Belly. “Oh, Henry, you have made our life such a sweet story. There are so many Reisnes why I love you. Why, we could Laffy Taffy our way through life.”
Mr. Goodbar cocked his head and raised one eyebrow. “Hearts of love are truly Life Savers,” he agreed. ” We’d better put the Skittles on and Hershey along before the glowing Gummi Bears or those scraggly Three Musketeers come out of the shadows and turn us into a couple of miniature Tootsie Rolls.”
This, a sweet story, is just for fun. Hope it gives you a smile.