Yesterday, on the desk next to me, there were a bunch of cutely wrapped Japanese sweets - H and I tried one. Within milliseconds, we were spitting them out: they were like that stuff you put on your nails to train your mouth it doesn't like biting them. "Oh," exclaimed H, "those are those salty sweets everyone was talking about before Xmas".
Pavlovianally, trained me not to eat sweets for...at least a fortnight.
Salty sweets, I ask you. What is the world coming to?
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