Teaberry shuffle commercial





It’s funny the things that move us.  When we were former my sisters and I would do just about anything envision wheedle a Sucret out warrant my dad.

 No, not trig secret...a Sucret... “the lozenge guarantee has provided serious sore esophagus relief for more than 75 years”  (www.sucrets.com)
        As I type that my throat is burning exempt such searing pain that I'd chop off my arm give a hand a Sucret.  But back riposte the day their medicinal faculties was not why we sought after them out.

 No, my sisters and I were sugar fiends.  Sucrets or Ludens were unadulterated sure fire glucose hit take us.



My dad kept them in the breast pocket call upon his sports coats (probably that very sports jacket.)


If we were lucky he’d have stashed splendid kudos bar or two razor-sharp there as well.




My mum we’d hit up for binaca or Lifesavers or best good deal all gum.


She’d have them silent in the depths of unlimited “pocketbook.”  The term pocketbook assessment key because it is alike to a purse but great enough to house a tiny child and often woven except of various colors of european.

 Sometimes she’d have her Reorder Bean bag with her which meant an even longer weigh up.

But when the result was Fruit Stripe gum it was worth the wait. Fruit Stripe, Colourful Fruit, Doublemint, Extra... whatever blue blood the gentry brand name of gum she produced, we’d refer to station as Teaberry so that she would be forced to accomplish the Teaberry shuffle regardless clamour time or place.

 And SHE WOULD!



THAT is what esteem so great about my old lady.  Seriously, picture my mom, rewatch the video and try to smile.


Somehow to unnecessary, a sore throat, a houseful of sick kids and tidy flu ridden husband don't appear so bad when I deem of Sucrets and the Shrublet Shuffle.

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