Chuckles
Once my aunt took me to a grocery store in Kansas city that looked like a big barn, in fact it may have been called 'big barn' or something like that. Anyway the only thing I remember is being approached by solicitors in the parking lot.
'would you like to buy some Chuckles to support the reverend Moon's church?
'no thank you' said my aunt in a tone that implied something was wrong
' don't you like Chuckles? said the man looking at me for help
Before I could answer my aunt said 'No, I don't like moonies!
Later I would hear the word brainwash for the first time, and it gave me the creeps since I imagined a literal washing of one's brain.
'would you like to buy some Chuckles to support the reverend Moon's church?
'no thank you' said my aunt in a tone that implied something was wrong
' don't you like Chuckles? said the man looking at me for help
Before I could answer my aunt said 'No, I don't like moonies!
Later I would hear the word brainwash for the first time, and it gave me the creeps since I imagined a literal washing of one's brain.
posted by Robert_M at 11:49 AM
3 Comments:
I love the trip in the Minter wayback machine.
By the way, what were "chuckles".
Gelatinous candies like orange slices, but softer and in a rainbow of tasty flavors.
Total recall, the store was called Hen House
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