Someone has left some candy in the break room. The human female calls it liquor-ish but insists it is not alcoholic. There are red bits and black bits. Sigyn, of course, wants to try the red first.
I will try the black. <munch..???…> Bleargh! This stuff is vile. And I am not sure it is fresh. Is it supposed to have the taste and consistency of an old automobile tire??
Since it is so resilient, and since it is helpfully pre-cut into easily-manipulated chunks, I believe it would make a better construction material than a confection.
Allow me to demonstrate: