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July 08, 2009

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Steve

Thats easy for you to say.
When I was a kid in Detroit, i was hooked on the 'nut. then we moved down here to texas and guess what?
You couldn't get a Zagnut for love or money.
i asked all the other kids where a fella could get one, they claimed there weren't no such thing, tried to hand me a Clark Bar.
I ended up strung out on Heath Bars.

UF Mike

That's a terrible way to end up, with a Heath Monkey on your back. I had a $100,000 a year $100,000 bar habit myself. Thank God for Candy Anonymous.

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