“I’ve used worse for quick repairs,” the Repairman admitted, casually. “Besides, it was going ba–”
He then noticed something on the wrapper. A label? He thought he got all those candies copyright-free.
He unfurled the label a little and revealed the words “Krikfalusi’s Close-Up Chocolate-Covered Gross-Up” in small-ish type.
He glanced at the chocolate behind the wrapper. Yup: a wad of chewed-up gum, several hairs of various covers, and… was that a used Band-Aid? The melty part of the bar didn’t seem to drip chocolate; it seemed to drip oil.
“Eugh…still think it was a waste?”
Siblings-a-Fixin' 