Warheads Super Sour Spray Candy. Ever hear of it? Here is a photo to post in your home as a warning to all.
I don't know how it found it's way into our home. Joe found it in our never ending candy stash. You know, the one where just as you think you see bottom, another parade or holiday rolls around and BOOM! candy galore.
Joe, being the smart boy he is, gave it to Jake. Jake, being the risk taker, wanted to try it but was a little hesitant because of the spray form. I, being oblivious, took the tiny squirt container of sour evil and sprayed it on my tongue.
MY MOUTH CONVULSED! Instantly my head reared back, spit glands seized and I got intense pain in that weird sour spot on the back corner of my jaw.
Jake at this point is wide eyed both terrified and fascinated. Not wanting to scare him, I bravely said it must have needed shaking. Why else would it have been so insanely sour? So I shake it and do it again.
I kid you not, tears ran down my cheeks.
I did the only logical thing I could think of. Yep, I triple dog dared my husband, Robert, to try it.
He is brave, seeing as though he doesn't love sour stuff like I do, but it did take him a few minutes to man up and do it.
He sprays. Nothing. He doesn't see the big deal. He sprays again because obviously he didn't do it right since I am still foaming at the mouth.
Nothing. Again. Jake by now is intrigued and tries it. While he and Robert are planning their spray plan into Jake's mouth, I am thinking this can be used as a fantastic punishment threat. Talk back = sour spray. Genius!
Jake takes the plunge, looks at me and says- I don't see what the big deal is mom.
Awesome. Well I can't very well be upstaged by a 6 yr old. So we all decide I must be doing it wrong and Robert will spray it for me. I mean really, how can you spray wrong, but whatever.
The end result is my mouth is still on high alert and terrified days later. Lesson learned.