Pop Rocks

True Story

We were at a pool party on Saturday and I was walking around with Little E.  Big E ran up to me crying.  I asked him what was wrong.  Mr. Yoy, who was hot on his heels, said:

Maybe it's the pop rocks I gave him.


What?  You gave a two year old pop rocks?

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