They got a 'Many blessin's upon your home, Ma'am!,' if they dropped some KitKats, or Snickers, or Whoppers, or Reeses or Atomic Fire Balls in my bag.....but I'd feel like givin' 'em a taste 'o me broad sword if I saw any of those lame tootsie rolls or taffy crap going' in there....I mean, who enjoys all that stickin' to your teeth, it's like getting a mold done at the orthodontist or something...oh, and cinnamon discs. Can't stand those, they have a Bengay aftertaste.