Happiness Is.

The love of red licorice; some days only a loaded tub of it's chewy goodness will suffice. Hand over fist is the action when grabbing a bunch of the stuff with ten grubby digits. When all manner of things bad have come and clobbered the swirling gray matter into a mere pate`, only something as potent as licorice can even the odds of surviving the trip home. So cheers is to red licorice and it's mighty, mighty power, when mitts of five-times-two mash into muzzle.