One joke challenge that I set for myself was to not, at any time during the month of October, consume an entire package of candy corn in one sitting (or one day). Candy corn are my special birthday treat, which in my mind are made available in stores not to celebrate Hallowe'en or the fall harvest but to celebrate me. (I suppose if I were Queen Victoria that would be a more realistic expectation.) Therefore, my mouth is to candy corn what a vacuum hose is to dust particles. But here it is! The morning sunlight shining on a few remaining kernels, the living photographic proof that I did not eat the whole bag.
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