Today Donny Noriega invited me over to his house after school. He's kind of a strange kid and we've never really been friends, but we've been classmates for like forever, so I went. They had this weird crimson carpet in every room, and the whole place smelled like boiled stuffing. I looked at his collection of tiny plastics and we played a little Resident Island 2, and then I went home. It was pretty awkward the whole time. I hope he doesn't ask me again.

Can you help me settle an argument? The gang is having a big debate over what candy is the All-Time Best Candy Ever: Burning Wintergreen Orbs, Blistering Spearmint Jawbreakers, or Radish Peanut Logs. (Bobby Hess says it's Cinnamon Fudge Orbs. Ha ha yeah right!)