The Candy Wars
A Fudged Up Fairy Tale
Disgruntled Christmas elves decided to franchise — candy stores all year round. Their marketing campaign targeted grandparents.
With zero intent to reward children with sugar goodness, they aimed to punish naughty parents.
Grandparents from around the world loaded their grandbabies with sugar bombs and sat back with knowing smirks.
Spoiled children terrorised their homes on sugar highs.
The squealing.
The breaking.
The mess.
The worst: the stomachaches and projectile vomiting.
Little terrors refused to eat their wholesome meals and spoke a thousand miles per hour. Would the darlings ever sleep?
Parents cursed their elders, but the toffee apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. And so, the elves created an everlasting business model, from one generation to the next.
Hey, where do you think you’re going, buddy?
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Originally published at http://tannille.com on September 21, 2023.






