Sugar Free Gummy Bears Assorted 6 Flavor Gummi Cubs Candy (1 LB)

So, I had read the reviews and watched the videos and thought to myself, my gastrointestinal system is far more superior to these mere mortals, I'll give this a try. I made my purchase and on the day of their arrival, my eyes were wide with childlike wonder. As I opened the package, the sweet smell of fruit that emanated from the bag was amazing. I contemplated only eating a handful to get a feel for the effects, but YOLO. The flavors were amazing and were comparable to the sugar full variety. After eating half a pound of these, I couldn't hold any more. I sat on my couch and watched a football game waiting on the storm to arrive. After a few hours, I had started to search Amazon for a crown for the most superior intestinal system due to my appearant immunity to the artificial sweetener. Just before I added it to my cart, the rumbling began. I thought maybe a few rumblings would be it and I could order my crown. Boy was I wrong. The initial onset of gas smelled fruity. Not unpleasant at all. Perhaps this is what winning should smell like. Notice I said the initial onset. I strolled into the bathroom in order to prevent any accidental leakage of which I had been advised. Once I sat down, the demons unleashed. The heat wave that accompanied the evacuation was overwhelming. I had to take off my shirt. I'm thankful that I have a Nest thermostat so that I could lower the heat to a more comfortable 62 degrees. It reminded me of chemistry and the phases of matter; gas, solid,and liquid. I experienced all of these in rapid succession. After I had lost feeling in my legs and thought I had nothing more to give to the porcelain throne I thought I was done. I flushed away the remnants of the entire contents of my insides and retired back to the couch. I had survived. Cancel the crown, maybe just a certificate would suffice at this point. Then the sounds, like rabid dogs captured and trying to escape from their enclosures began to come from my lower body. I decided to ease back to the bathroom. No need to run, as the added jarring may cause an unnecessary wardrobe malfunction. I sat for round two. Much more violent eruptions this time of pure liquid. Like Mount Vesuvius, but downward instead of upward into the atmosphere. Not even the slightest hint of fruit, unless it had been sitting in the burning sun for months rotting. Once again, I had survived another round. As I looked into the toilet I was reminded of the muddy waters of the Chattahoochee River before sending this round to the waste water treatment plant. I emerged victorious again and returned to the couch to ponder my existence. I lasted almost an hour this time before the pains became too much to bear. Round three of this heavyweight bout would hopefully be the last. And I'm happy to report that it was. The shortest sitting by far and the least painful of the lot. After that the only thing exiting was a hot air balloon full of gas, not even of the noxious variety to my surprise. I went to bed with only the slight fear of having an accident in my sleep as the nightmares entered my slumber.

Through tears of laughter, I read a few reviews to my friends while having some drinks and one thing lead to another.Anyhoo, I'm just hanging out in my bathroom this evening learning that im not tougher than the other reviewers, and just catching up on all those missed calls.. via text of course. For reference purposes i feel i should share a little about myself.I once ate a rotten tomato for 20 bucks. I accidently ate 9 day old chili, not to long ago. I ate the whole lump of wasabi.. more than once. Burnt food is like beer; you drink it enough you get used to the taste. I could go on but it's embarrassing and you probably don't care. My husband says my gut is like a cast iron skillet, it can handle anything. In fact he said he felt it was wrong of me to take that guy's 20 bucks. Lol! easiest 20 bucks I ever made. Seriously y'all, nothing upsets my stomach. Nothing.Back to the bathroom.. where I have been for a while now.If you want to torture/challenge your stomach, go for it! If you have constipation problems, do it!If you want to eat a whole bag of gummies, watching Netflix while your wild ass kids are at school, I'm gonna say NO!Unless you a) live close enough that they can walk home from school. Or b) one of your friends can bring them home, because you will not be going anywhere.They were damn good though.I feel like I've lost 10 pounds. I think I'll begin a diet tomorrow, it really feels like I've got a jump start on it and I probably shouldn't let all this be for nothing. Right?!!!Lol.

Just a forewarning these are not your normal gummy bears...These are unholy demon bears. I was sitting on the couch with my wife snacking on these. They taste amazing! The bears are deceitfully gummy and the flavor is spot on however, about 20-30 minutes after snacking on about two handfuls of this tasty treat I had to promptly run, and I'm not kidding when I say run, to the bathroom. I almost couldn't get my pants down fast enough. What came after I sat down was something between a demon fire hydrant and an all out chemical assault on my poor toilet. The noises that my stomach made sounded like the gates of hell being thrust open by an army of darkness.If you are looking for a great laxative look no further! These bears will cleanse your bowls in a way that you won't soon forget. Pranksters also needn't look any further hand these out to your unsuspecting victim and then bask in the groans of sheer pain and anguish coming from their bathroom.If you just want some tasty gummy bears DO NOT BUY THESE. I am writing this review from my toilet which I have been residing on for about the last thirty minutes unleashing the hell fire flood that these gummies WILL make happen.The only way I would buy these again is for a prank or if I was utterly stopped up and could not find relief with other less violent laxatives.YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!