Wrigley Juicy Fruit

 

There is only one fruit gum filled to the brim with juicy goodness. It’s the chewing gum that lay siege to all other chewing gums. It’s taste that makes the god’s weep with joy upon consumption. It’s the taste that’s really, really gonna move you. Move you from here to Timbuktu. It’s the raw power of the Juicy Fruit. Packed with so much Juicy Fruitiness you have no other choice but to go into a seizure like state upon chewing this extraordinary stick gum. It’s the gum that brings the party with it wherever it goes. It’s the gum that is a party all on it’s own. It needs no help from any other outside resources, it can handle any obstacle thrown it’s way. It is the most original chewing gum out there today. Nothing can say it is like the Juicy Fruit, and if it is, well then that’s blasphemy. You can not call yourself apart of the Juicy Fruit, you are an impostor! There is only one true Juicy Fruit and that’s the Juicy Fruit!

Juicy fruit is the gum that you can’t help but laugh when you hear the name. Juicy Fruit? Really? That’s what they named this guy? I know that’s what you are thinking but once you have indulged in this delicacy you will know why they have dubbed it with such a silly name. Not only is the gum truly Juicy, oozing with flavor with every smack, but the surprising thing about the juice is probably your mouth. You are helping to bring out the party in every stick. In every bite. In every chew you chomp. Now the fruit is something else all together. It is packed with I don’t know how many different flavors. Probably every single one. Because it is way to hard for me to identify. My energy kicks in after about three seconds and I’m off in La La land with my Juicy Fruit. But of those three seconds I can tell you it is absolute bliss. You have so many favors running a marathon across your taste buds you would think you were smack dab in the middle of The Running of The Bulls. And your taste buds are the running from the bull guys and the flavor are the bulls charging across the field. Take it from me, this is something you have to get on before it’s too late and you are ninety years old and break a hip trying to do the dance of joy.

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