We're all familiar with my candy fascination these days. I can't get over the fact that, in our ADHD-plagued society, kids seem to be bored with just a good ole fashion sugar fix on a stick. The standard bar-shaped chocolate. Now the candy has to have a purpose, a style, a gimmick. When did the sugar rush fail to become enough of a benefit in its own right?
On this blog we've seen Sniffles, the ever-oozing, ill-intentioned face faucet. We've also checked out the delicious and nutritious 1/4 lb. Mallow Burger, complete with patty, cheese, bun and extra toppings.
Today we are finding just how early children pick up on the hip hop lifestyle. And, as it seems, just how good it tastes to be a gangsta. Apparently Lil' Jon has not only forayed into the energy drink market but also the candy aisle. I found a new fascination in the Smilz! Strawberry flavored lollipop.
It works like this: the average sized lollipop is inserted into the mouth (like a pacifier or any normal sucker might) Though, instead of having a boring ole stick protruding from your lips, you now have a grill to face the oncoming world. A sweet treat for the tongue... AND guaranteed playground cred. I can hear it now -- the kids sayin, "Yo, check out her grill! That shit be dope! I can see her shinin' all da way from dat monkeybar."
That's how kids talk these days. I would know; I hang out at the local jungle gym.
Lookin like dis:
Update: As I do more research into the grill phenomenon, it appears I should have seen this candycoming:
Lyrics from Nelly's hit song, "Grillz" :
"I got a grill they call penny candy
you know what that means,
it look like Now n Laters, gum drops, jelly beans"
Or in our case, perhaps its just the reverse.
Thanks, Nelly. It all makes sense now.
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