Death By Snack-sized Whoppers

I bought some of the snack sized candy bars and decided I wanted Whoppers after lunch.  It was an ordeal.


The first end was hermetically and I could not open it. Not a problem.  I  simply flipped the bag over and tried the other end. Once my mind is made up, I will prevail.


It too was cemented shut. A Jack Hammer could not open this bag. How do kids open these things?!


I refuse to be thwarted, so I found my scissor and cut the bag.   Success!


I popped the first Whopper in my mouth, split it with my teeth, allowed the innards to melt as is my preferred way of consuming Whoppers...and preceded to choke! 


I mean really choke. No-passing-air-turning-blue-Heimlich-Remover-time kind of choking. [And yes, I know the correct term is Heimlich Maneuver; however, in Nursing School Janice Newuhiwii called it the Heimlich remover (because that's what it does after all) and I have to stop to think to call it by its right name--so I usually just call it the Remover--besides, it's cuter.]


Finally,  was able to get some air passing--and it truly was a high pitched sound. And then I was able to breath normally. Crisis averted.


I went through all of that  and my reward was three (3) Whoppers. 


I'm now by myself and leery of attempting another bag.