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19 of 22 people found the following review helpful ☆☆☆☆☆ Holy S% #$ literally, January 15, 2014 By Chris Lippart See all my reviews This review is from: Haribo Gummy Candy, Sugarless Gummy Bears, 5-Pound Bag (Grocery) I have long struggled with my weight mostly due to a love for sweets and a sedentary lifestyle. I have recently made significant dietary changes and increased my exercise regiment (increase output and decrease input) but I have never been able to curb my love for taffy and gummy snacks. When I ran across the Haribo sugarfree bears, I thought. "Haribo, great, sugarfree, awesome..what could go wrong?" My mindset was that of a passenger on the Titanic shortly before it hit the ice berg and all hell broke lose as I took the first few bites...I was running for the nearest life boat. I had projectile diarrhea so foul and so watery it could have gone through my wifes nylons. The force of which it exited me could have stripped paint off the hood of my car. I couldn't believe the sheer pain and pure horror I was enduring and soon realized for certain there could be no just God that would allow such an experience to come upon a creature he created in his own likeness Help other customers find the most helpful reviews Report abuss Prrmalink Was this review helpful to you? Yes NoComment (1)

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8. From a review titled: "Excellent taste, in small portions." f the last of the 8 trips to t large volume of gas that my external a--- sphincter could not do it's job, and remained open/relaxed, while about 4.5-5 seconds of gas was expelled. I've never experienced, or even heard of that happening. It was so unnatural, that l had to check to feel if my colon had somehow passed through the a--- sphincter muscle." Via amazon.comm 9. From a review titled: "Gastrointestinal Armageddon” 93 "After a few hours, I had an EXTREME build-up of gas with no relief. All I could do was lie on my bed and pray for a fart. That might sound funny, but when you've eaten something that has basically turned you into the blueberry girl from Willy Wonka, you're pleading for relief." Via amazon.comm

☆☆☆☆☆ Rapture me, please lord, October 5, 2013 By Craig L-See all my reviews This review is from: Haribo Gummy Candy, Sugarless Gummy Bears, 5-Pound Bag (Grocery) ☆☆☆☆☆ I can't get the smell out , October 7, 2013 By Sarah Oh See all my reviews This review is from: Haribo Gummy Candy, Sugarless Gummy Bears, 5-Pound Bag (Grocery) ☆☆☆☆☆ slow painful death by Gummi Bears in an Airplane Bathroom, October 23, 2013 By ILike Ceesing in Luckytown) See all my reviews This review is from: Haribo Gummy Candy, Sugarless Gummy Bears, 5-Pound Bag (Grocery) Ate a bag of these when I boarded a 6 hour flight to Seatttle Gastric exorcism at 30,000 feet Enough said. My advice.. Don't use a bathroom on a Delta flight. That stench is from me 7 years ago. Help other customers find the most helpful reviews Repert abuse Permalink Comment

1,058 of 1,221 people found the following review helpful A RECIPE FOR SUCCESS!!, January 15, 2014 By Uncle Whitey - This review is from: Haribo Gummy Candy, Sugarless Gummy Bears, 5-Pound Bag (Grocery) WARNING: This is a story of extreme success. Your results may vary My overbearing oaf of a boss loves snacks. He rarely takes a lunch, as it would interfere with his love of micromanagement. I can't tell you how many times he's buzzed me on the intercom with his mouth overflowing with crackers, jerky or whatever is within reach of his fat arms, all the while screaming at me from a mouth splattering food particles all over his desk and computer like a rain bird connected to a fire hose. The tech guys hate him too, simply for the fact that they have to keep replacing his crusted over keyboards nearly on a monthly basis Shortly before the holidays, I was told that my bonus was going to be reduced by over 90% this year due to the company not being able to hit an arbitrary goal, which happened to be set by my confounding boss in October. My friend Omar in accounting told me that we actually did quite well this year, and my boss was taking a much larger than normal bonus this year. Greeeaaaaat. While looking for cheap Christmas gifts for various staff members in my office, amongst the tubs of popcorn, I found these Gummy Bears of death. I so wanted to give them to my boss, but I could not risk him finding these reviews and tracing his loss of an intestine to me. Then I overheard him screaming over the phone at a contractor to having his new swimming pool and spa completed before the New Year, so he could have the deduction for this year's taxes. That's when I came up with HOLIDAY POPCORN OF DEATH: 4 qts. popcorn 1 1/2 c. sugar 1/2 c. white kard 1 c. butter 2 tbsp. vanilla 1 bag colored marshmallows 4 c. Killer Haribo Sugarless Gummy Bears IMPORTANT: DO NOT TOUCH THIS MIXTURE WITH YOUR BARE HANDS. WEAR PUNCTURE PROOF LATEX GLOVES Add the popcorn to a washed holiday popcorn tin with all labels removed, seal with cellophane tape along the edge (this gives it the impression of being factory sealed) add a nice bow and card. Then eat the marshmallows while you laugh and think about all of the havoc you are going to cause A couple of days before Christmas, I distributed my popcorn gifts, and gave my boss his special batch, and went back to my office I walked by his office several times in eager anticipation, and around lunch time I heard his characteristic open mouth crunching and I saw that the popcorn lid was off. GO TIME! After the last employee left for lunch, I placed an OUT OF ORDER sign on the executive washroom near my office, and waited for the magic to happen. It didn't take long, maybe 15-20 minutes or so, when I heard a frantic try at the washroom door, and then heard my boss yell "SHIGUMMM!" as he hit the door. I peeked out my door to see him doubled over, and shuffling like a speared penguin whose life depended on holding his butt cheeks together. Popcorn particles were on the front of his shirt and in the corners of his grimaced mouth. Droplets of sweat had started rolling off his bald pate, and appeared to be mixing with his tears of pain His only option was to make his way to the employee restroom down the hall, but it required the use of a code that he never used After years of smirking after using the executive washroom, I thought to myself "Who's laughing now b%$"?" He shuffled his way to my office shouting my name (probably to get the code) but I had hidden myself under my desk "Unbelievable!" was the only thing he could say when I heard what sounded like a live cat being dropped in a bubbling stew pot while shooting a tommy gun. I looked under my desk to see soiled trousers drop on the floor of my office, as he defiled my shredder I started to feel bad for him and stood up, but was immediately knocked back down by a putrefied stench of an exploding blue whale that had laid in the sun for weeks. My gag reflex was vaporized and I spun yarn like Linda Blai nd Pazuzu's love child. Most nts before prolapsing. His eyes were open, bru nts le he bore pow The next thin without nding in m ath our miles ho thinkin left my keys, my rting Arle onist who W uncon round in ryone was in shock. I w d killed my boss by liquefying his insides with the power combo of roughage nd intestine liquefying gummies. I snapped out of it when Omar started shaking me saying: "Dude, you were in there, weren't you?" I nodded my head and he screamed "I found one! I found one! Hazmat!'" ed around the corner by two guys in s ha its and was put in a quarantine t tion. When the with the no symptoms the explained that my ntine for virus, or Influenza e inch of the office. Omar found her shortly ther r lunch, Arlene ell that ha trying t would ntine for no less tha and they need the offic the ground ryone in the off three months off with pa normal bonus. The find out tha ha but the fired him anywa y ror nting the office with his inna By the time they let us back in, the offices we on which incr but I finally got the ke utive wa Thanks Haribo

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This review is from: Haribo Gummy Candy, Sugarless Gummy Bears, 5-Pound Bag (Grocery) Oh man...words cannot express what happened to me after eating these. The Gummi Bear "Cleanse". If you are someone that can tolerate the sugar substitute, enjoy. If you are like the dozens of people that tried my order, RUN! First of all, for taste I would rate these a 5. So good. Soft, true-to-taste fruit flavors like the sugar variety...I was a appy camper BUT (or should I say BUTT), not long after eating about 20 of these all hell broke loose. I had a gastrointestinal experience like nothing I've ever imagined. Cramps, sweating, bloating beyond my worst nightmare. I've had food poisoning from some bad shellfish and that was almost like a skip in the park compared to what was going on inside me Then came the, uh, flatulence. Heavens to Murgatroyd, the sounds, like trumpets calling the demons back to Hell...the stench, like 1,000 rotten corpses vomited. I couldn't stand to stay in one room for fear of succumbing to my own odors. But wait; there's more. What came out of me felt like someone tried to funnel Niagara Falls through a coffee straw I swear my sphincters were screaming. It felt like my delicate starfish was a gaping maw projectile vomiting a torrential flood of toxic waste. 100% liquid. Flammable liquid. NAPALM. It was actually a bit humorous (for a nanosecond)as it was just beyond anything I could imagine possible AND IT WENT ON FOR HOURS I felt violated when it was over, which I think might have been sometime in the early morning of the next day There was stuff coming out of me that I ate at my wedding in 2005 I had FIVE POUNDS of these innocent-looking delicious-tasting HELLBEARS so I told a friend about what happened to me, thinking it HAD to be some type of sensitivity I had to the sugar substitute, and in spite of my warnings and graphic descriptions, she decided to take her chances and take them off my hands Silly woman. All of the same for her, and a phone call from her while on the toilet (because you kinda end up living in the bathroom for a spell) telling me she really wished she would have listened. I think she was crying Her sister was skeptical and suspected that we were exaggerating. She took them to work, since there was still 99% of a 5 pound bag left. She works for a construction company, where there are builders, roofers, house painters, landscapers, etc. Lots of people who generally have limited access to toilets on a given day. I can't imagine where all of those poor men (and women) pooped that day. I keep envisioning men on roofs, crossing their legs and trying to decide if they can make it down the ladder, or if they should just jump If you order these, best of luck to you. And please, don't post a video review during the aftershocks

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