I received a box the other week from a fan of the web site and seeing as how I have a little time off for Labor Day, today is the day we get the rub down of all the goodies KittyMao sent me.



Kit Kat Caramel - This was a little melted when I got it, but It's all good, it's all good. It's essentially one giant Kit Kat stick with a huge load of caramel spewed all over the top. Like a whole bag of Kraft caramel cube's worth. Do I like it more than the Caramello? I think not. Carmel is something I prefer in chocolate pockets.



Reese's Crispy Crunch Bar - When it comes to any candy involving chocolate and peanut butter, nobody can top Reese's. Big cup, mini cup, whit cup, sticks, cookies, brownies, pieces. As if Nutrageous and Fastbreak weren't enough Reese's also has the Crispy Crunchy bar, which is like an orgasm of chocolate and crunchy peanut butter goodness. It feels so right, I just don't understand why God didn't put these things together in the first place. I want my Reese's tree, dammit!



Habas - I actually like lima beans, so this scared me a little. They looked spicy. I hate spicy food. I gave them a try, opened up the bag, took one, bit into it, spit it back in the bag, and threw them away. Never again.



Tropical Tootsie Pops - My big issue with anything "tropical" flavored is it usually includes some form of watermelon. I hate watermelon. If I could smite any candy flavor in the world, rest assured, it would be watermelon. Just the sight of a watermelon Jolly Rancher is enough to make me want to spit. That being said, the rest of the bunch was delectable. Tootsie Pops are sort of a safe haven. They're not your first pick, but if someone hands you one, you're not going to turn them down. And if the one they hand you is Tropical Purple Punch, it's doubtful you'll realize it isn't Grape.



Mallow Burger and Fries - Oddly enough, this isn't the biggest sugar hamburger and fries I've seen this week, I actually spotted a cake designed to look like a cheeseburger and fries with ketchup at a grocery store the other day. It's a sick fucking world when we can't just be content eating candy shaped like regular candy, we gotta make marshmallows and gummies and such in the shape of little burgers. I was scared to open it. Scared that upon meeting the air the thing would blow up to the size of the shopping mall and I would suffocate in my own room engulfed in a mallow cheese tomb. To be honest, I almost didn't open it, but a friend of mine insisted and we pulled it open together and each took a bite. It's like eating tough, chewy mallow and not in the good stale Peeps kinda way. Not my number one candy choice. Or 2, 3, 4, 5, or 6. I'd say it's somewhere in the top 60-70 range.



Shasta Tiki Berry Punch - I'm pretty much a whore for all soda whether it be straight Coke or some wild tropical pineapple cranberry hybrid. Shasta, to me, is Dollar Store soda. It's the soda you find at every dollar store around the nation and for some reason, I've never touched the stuff. If you were to offer me a bottle of Shasta or a bottle of water, I'd take water, just because I have some mental block about actually spending my money on Shasta. I didn't find Tiki Berry Punch very flavorful, or pleasant enough to leave much of an impression on me. The label, however, is crazy bold and almost worthy of keeping if you're one of those types that saves interesting plastic cups from Taco Bell and the likes. If I was having a Luau, I would stock the coolers with Tiki Berry Punch, just for decor.