A lovely morality tale for children in which a deranged (but sexy as hell) psychopath lures a bunch of children into his home with candy, maims them one after another and then rewards the hero of the story, an 11-year-old child, with a full-time job as a chocolate factory owner/operator. It's confusing but also very good!
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I used to love those f**kin things when I was a kid. My mom would only buy em maybe twice a year, though. Bad for our teeth, you know.