One of my weaknesses. Fruit Stripe Bubblegum.
Generally my whole pack gets used up in about an hour, stuffing each unusually flavored stick into my mouth in an effort to absorb as much junky goodness as my mouth can handle.
In my childhood, I might have kept it a bit longer, but my jaw gets tired (and sore) after about 15 minutes. This is good, because Fruit Stripe is notorious for the quick loss of flavor.
If it didn’t remind me so much of Fruity Pebbles in gum form, I probably wouldn’t ever buy it – but occasionally the nostalgic neurons start firing up at the sight of the psychoholic wrapper.
