sweet belly is the affectionate name i have for what surely must be my second stomach. for you see, no matter how much salty/savory food i manage to shove down my gullet (hint: it's a lot), i always have room for something sweet. like a giant, costco-sized tub of jelly bellies.
i've had this particular tub of jelly bellies for just over two weeks now. that's right. fourteen days. i like candy. it's about 2/3 empty. and about half of what's left are just the jelly belly flavors i don't particularly care for. we really need four flavors of coffee jelly beans? not, say, more peach ones?
i'm keeping all the flavors i don't particularly love (cappuccino AND cafe latte?!!? really?) because one day i may be so desperately in need of something made entirely of sugar that i'll eat them. i don't want to know what that day looks like. there will probably be no mascara, and i'll be kicking puppies. but you gotta be prepared.
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