On Sunday morning my husband and I went to see The Proposal. I bought our tickets at the kiosk and right after the tickets popped out I got a coupon.
Make that two coupons.
For Milk Duds.
ONE BOX OF MILK DUDS FOR $1 WITH CONCESSION PURCHASE.
That is so cruel. Very, very cruel.







:: mingling ::
How did it know, I wonder? That is just so wrong.
Did you get them just to have around the house for “just in case”?
*mingle mingle*
oh, that sucks, big time. I think I would have cried.
*mingle, mingle*
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Actually, that should have read, “GAH! That IS cruel!!”
Exclamation. Not Question. I need a Comment Editor.
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GAH! That IS cruel? What have you done to offend the Fates?!
Okay, so this might be a way around that situation (for next time).
I read somewhere – seems like InStyle or People or some other high-brow pub I devour at my hairdresser’s – that some movie star or something MIXES her Milk Duds with her popcorn at the movie.
The Duds get all melty and then you end up with this heavenly sweet-salty glop, right?
I plan to try it when we go to see HP next month.
)
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