It's them orange marshmallow circus peanuts that get me this time of year.
Every time it's "Ooh! look at them!"
And I buy a bag.
The Gak line is somewhere short of 15 of them things.
The rest get thrown in the yard. If there ain't a dog around, there they sit. Not even the birds. Not even the chickens.
That ought to learn me. But still again...