Associative Bad Taste
Dec. 11th, 2022 08:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
michaelboy
When we were young, my mom carried a roll of them in her purse. They were intended to keep us quiet during shows, presentations, church, etc.
Usually on a Sunday in church, she would shove one of these at my sisters or me when we couldn't help from giggling over a joke, shrill singing or the crude cartoons we drew on the bulletin.
Imagine getting up earlier than you really wanted - putting on plastic-soled Pic-Way shoes and clothes that weren't at all comfortable, and trying on an empty-sleepy stomach, to ingest something that smelled and tasted like a napthalene mothball or urinal cake.
I like WinterGreen just fine, but please, please: no Cryst-O-Mints for me.
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Date: 2022-12-21 03:09 am (UTC)