Frankin Baby

Jason, Iz, and I made a trip down to Menards tonight. As we were checking out, Jason grabbed a huge bag of Red Vines, which are generic Twizzlers. I can't stand them! They have a weird texture and pretty much taste like plastic. As we get into the van, Jason give one to Iz to munch on the way home. About halfway home, I turn to look back at her because she is awfully quiet. I couldn't believe my eyes! She was a red gooey mess! Iz has the biggest toothy grin and then rubs what's left of the vine in her hair where it takes up permanent residence until we got home!

All that mess just to save a couple of dimes! As Maison would say..."And that's what you get!"