An Ode to the Sour Skittle

Because they really are So Far Superior to the plain, non-sour Skittle.  I've noticed shops are now selling something called "Crazy Core Skittles" in an orange packet.  (The innovation, the audacity!)  Am tempted, of course.  But always just end up grabbing for that monstrously luminous green bag of tart perfection that is The Sour Skittle.  Fellow sour-candy lovers out there, I know you're with me on this one...

Cruel Aside:  I *might have* dropped one in the car the other day and Scarlett *might have* found it on the seat when she hopped in for a Saturday human-canine errand ride-around.  She realized she didn't like the taste as soon as she put it in her mouth, but was damned if she was going to let that furry b*tch sister of hers (Scarlett's words, not mine) get a lick in.  So she suffered through...and I let her.  'Cos I really just can't ever get enough of that whole "dog makes face while chewing sour sweet/peanut butter/asparagus/disgusting-razor-clam-she- found-on-beach" thing.