Just ate a popcorn ball like this that was covered in what must have been magical unicorn blood chocolate and cancer curing peanut butter.  I tried to resist it’s temptation but when I saw it my tongue literally flopped out of my mouth like I was a cartoon sailor and a hot blond just walked by.  I think I even heard the ghost of Patrick Swayze singing “She’s Like the Wind” when I took my first bite.  It was that fucking good.

The only downside to this story, besides the fact that I probably have diabetes now, is that there must be like 5,000 grams of sugar in this thing because I’m as hopped up as a meth addict at a rodeo right now.  I’m alternating between feeling like I could lift a tractor trailer off a trapped toddler and drifting off to sleep like an animal hit with a tranquilizer dart. 

Worth it.