See you in hell, Haribo Sugar-Free Gummi Bears
It was my last class of the semester, and the final exam was worth 30% of our grade. After a late night study session I felt confident, but I had to decide between sleeping in or cooking breakfast. My eyelids chose sleep. My stomach later regretted this decision, and after several uncomfortable stomach growls, I finally decided to make a quick stop by the campus bookstore and grab a snack before my test. Since the semester was ending and everyone was going home for the summer, a lot of items were on sale, including the snacks and candy that they kept up front. Being in the hungry state that I was in, it felt only logical to pick the largest, yet least expensive candy in order to get more bang for my buck. And there they sat: two bags of Haribo Sugar-Free Gummi Bears, buy one get one free. "What a deal!" I thought naïvely. I would eat one bag before my test, and one bag afterwards. As I walked to class, I gleefully chewed on those abominable little bastards, unaware of the utter mayhem that they would soon unleash upon my poor, poor anus. I sat down at my desk as the professor informed us that, due to issues with cheating in the past, restroom breaks would be prohibited until the completion of the exam. "I'll give you 10 minutes to use the restroom now; this will be your last chance. Any takers?" The demon bears hadn't released their unholy necromancy upon my stomach yet, so in my moment of ignorant foolishness, I remained seated, still munching on those miniature bear-shaped bombs. After the students wise enough to take the professor's offer had returned, the professor handed out the test. I was six questions in when it happened. It started subtly at first, almost like a slight tingly sensation in my lower abdomen. I thought nothing of it, assuming my intestines were just doing their thang. Little did I know that my intestines were trying desperately to warn me of the horror that was on the horizon. By question 9 it happened again, but this time it was followed by a sharp pain, as if those infernal hellions had orchestrated an attack upon my colon. I fought to contain the groan that tried escaping my lips. It was at this point I began to panic; something was going horribly long, and I needed to get through this test before it got any worse. By question 14 my worst fear was upon me; the Satan bears' burning, hot, liquidy dark magic crashed against my anal sphincter like a tidal wave. I was able to close the
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My mother passed recently and her favorite candy was the Haribo gummy bears. I am looking for the mini pack because i don’t have a lot of extra space in her niche. I want to make sure she has some with her when we lay her to rest. Please let me know where I can find some. I have only found the larger share packs and would prefer to avoid getting a bunch of the mini packs. Thank you so much!
They are some of the worst gummy bears out there. I don’t know why people like them so much. Just because they’re a classic brand? Fuck that. They’re hard as fuck and don’t have a lot of flavor. After a while your jaw gets tired of chewing and sucking on them leaves you disappointed with how little flavor they have. Black Forest gummy bears a infinitely times better, chewy, soft, organic and very nice and sweet. I can’t be the only one who thinks this.
It all started very innocently on a Monday morning. I had agreed to meet my friends at a local mall. I was just sitting on a bench next a row of vending machines, near the toilets. My phone buzzed, and one of my friends texted me, telling me they’d be arriving as a group in 15 minutes.
It was around then that I noticed how peckish I was. I had skipped breakfast, and was regretting it. I got up off the bench and strolled over to the nearest vending machine, fiddling in my pocket for some spare change. I glanced at the shelves, looking for something appetising. A bright pack of Gummy bears caught my eye. I tapped the keypad and slotted in my change. With a clatter, the Gummies landed at the bottom of the machine. I picked them up and,satisfied, went back to the bench.
In around 10 minutes, I had devoured the sweets.My friends still weren’t there yet, and I was starting to feel frustrated. Then, I noticed a sudden queasiness in my stomach. I grimaced and checked my phone again. Then, I just sprinted for the bathroom. I didn’t even think about it, just ran.
Three hours later I just left, the bathroom stinking of shit. Beware the Haribo Sugar Free Gummy Bears, everyone.
I don't know if it's just me but after eating a handful of sour gummy bears I get super dizzy, light headed, and feel like I'm going to pass out. They do have sugar for those that might mention the sugar free kind. And I can eat normal candy with absolutely no problems or similar effects. Is it something in the gummy bears that causes this? Or is it just me? Thank you in advance.
Before you judge me, I haven’t had candy in a while and was focused on something other than the candy
what's your favorite color? i think that green is best followed closely by red. if you say white, you are officially a psychopath
They've seen a streamer eat them as a challenge a few months ago and wants to do the same with his friends, but can't seem to find them on Amazon or Ebay. Any ideas on where to find them?
It was my last class of the semester, and the final exam was worth 30% of our grade. After a late night study session I felt confident, but I had to decide between sleeping in or cooking breakfast. My eyelids chose sleep. My stomach later regretted this decision, and after several uncomfortable stomach growls, I finally decided to make a quick stop by the campus bookstore and grab a snack before my test. Since the semester was ending and everyone was going home for the summer, a lot of items were on sale, including the snacks and candy that they kept up front. Being in the hungry state that I was in, it felt only logical to pick the largest, yet least expensive candy in order to get more bang for my buck. And there they sat: two bags of Haribo Sugar-Free Gummi Bears, buy one get one free. "What a deal!" I thought naïvely. I would eat one bag before my test, and one bag afterwards. As I walked to class, I gleefully chewed on those abominable little bastards, unaware of the utter mayhem that they would soon unleash upon my poor, poor anus. I sat down at my desk as the professor informed us that, due to issues with cheating in the past, restroom breaks would be prohibited until the completion of the exam. "I'll give you 10 minutes to use the restroom now; this will be your last chance. Any takers?" The demon bears hadn't released their unholy necromancy upon my stomach yet, so in my moment of ignorant foolishness, I remained seated, still munching on those miniature bear-shaped bombs. After the students wise enough to take the professor's offer had returned, the professor handed out the test. I was six questions in when it happened. It started subtly at first, almost like a slight tingly sensation in my lower abdomen. I thought nothing of it, assuming my intestines were just doing their thang. Little did I know that my intestines were trying desperately to warn me of the horror that was on the horizon. By question 9 it happened again, but this time it was followed by a sharp pain, as if those infernal hellions had orchestrated an attack upon my colon. I fought to contain the groan that tried escaping my lips. It was at this point I began to panic; something was going horribly long, and I needed to get through this test before it got any worse. By question 14 my worst fear was upon me; the Satan bears' burning, hot, liquidy dark magic crashed against my anal sphincter like a tidal wave. I was able to close the hatch just in time, but those relentless, toxic be
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