One of my roommates (actual room/bunk-mates) goes to sleep eating candy. He has big boxes of SweetTarts and Gobstoppers in his suitcase. I can hear him chomping away on the hard bits before he dozes off and snores worse than Ol when he’s sick. We just had this very intelligent and enlightening conversation:
ME: “You eat so much candy. You are like the candy man!”
PALAFOX: “Yes, I like candy very much. Do you like candy? Heh, heh, heh.”
(Palafox speaks like a cartoon character. I feel as though I'm talking to Speedy Gonzalez. He is Mexican and punctuates every sentence with a Beavis and Butthead laugh.)
ME: “It’s not my favorite, I like desserts.”
PALAFOX: “Oh. Do you know what candy I like in USA? Wonka. I like the Wonka candies. Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “I like Wonka, too. I love Nerds. I like the pink and green ones.”
PALAFOX: “Do you like Gopstopper? Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “Gobstobbers?”
PALAFOX: “Si. Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “They are OK.”
PALAFOX: “Here, take two. Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “No thank you.”
PALAFOX: “Why you not take two? Please. Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “OK.”
PALAFOX: “Do you like SweetTarts? Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “Not really.”
PALAFOX: “Take a SweetTarts. Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “I’m OK. I haven’t finished my Gobstoppers.”
PALAFOX: “You are slow. Heh, heh, heh.”
ME: “That’s because I don’t like to bite them like you do, it’s bad for your teeth.”
PALAFOX: “But it’s muy bueno for tongue! Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh.”
He stared at my mouth until I had just finished my Gobstoppers and then said, “Ok. Now, SweetTarts.” I was scared he was never going to let me stop eating his candy and move away from my bunk. I felt like a Pez dispenser that he kept loading up.
This is Palafox. And this is what Palafox does all the time—sleep, in his clothes, in weird positions, with no blankets.
Al, lets be serious. You had a roommate for four years that ate candy around the clock. This should not be strange. Ask him if he like jujubees. That might be in my first care package to you.
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