Give your dogs a rest and let me bend your ear a minute.
I’m reviewing the Charleston Chew, see. Stop.
Traditionally it’s full up vanilla nougat, though word on the street says there’s strawberry and chocolate varieties too. Stop.
Which reminds me, the outside’s milk chocolate—and what milk chocolate! Tastes mighty like hot cocoa you ask me. Stop.
Stretchy as the long arm of J. Edgar and stickier than a Pinkerton gumshoe! Stop.
Put it on ice and it’ll pop like the hips on Josephine Baker. Stop.
Leave it in the sun and it’ll drip sweet like a Gershwin ballad. Stop.
Keep one in your back pocket; let the drys and the flappers know you like to “Dance the Charleston with the Duke and the Count.” Stop.
And stay away from that Capone character, he’s natural trouble. Stop.
23 skadoo and happy chews from Candy.com! Stop.