Today Andy Cartwright 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 red carpet in every room, and the whole place smelled like boiled eggplant. I looked at his collection of little green army men and we played a little Assassin's Duty 3, 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: Sour Radish Shrapnel, Milk Lemon Wheels, or Flaming Sugar Shrapnel. (Todd Pitts says it's Painted Caramel Pellets. Ha ha yeah right!)