Candy Promises
Finally, my candy understands me. The Dove Promises have gotten significantly better since they told me to sing to myself in the elevator last Christmas.
Now they're telling me:
There's a time for compromise. It's called "later".
Candy after my own heart. With a gooey caramel center.
Now they're telling me:
There's a time for compromise. It's called "later".
Candy after my own heart. With a gooey caramel center.