Me and Twizzlers…good heavens. I don’t remember the first time I had them, but I’ve been in love with them forever. My mom used to buy packets and packets of them for gingerbread house decorating, and at least one packet would always go missing and turn up (empty) under my bed. :D When our knowledge bowl team went off to competitions several hours away, we brought Twizzlers and I ate almost all of them by myself…oh, the memories.