We're starting to tear up

Amaretto-Creme, Candy-corn, Fern - these are just a few of the whacked-out scents that candles come in now.

Makes us long for the heady, simple days of cheap, red candles our mom used to buy and only put out at Christmas.

Now it seems we can't walk into anybody's house without at least having the chance of gagging because of Clary-Sage in the bathroom.

The worst candy ever made

Taking a marginally-likeable side dish and elevating it to candy status is no easy feat but that also doesn't mean the stuff is any good.

In fact, Boston Baked Beans are just plain terrible.

The thing we do like about them is that they're apparently self-aware enough to capitalize the "B" and "S" in their name - a subtle, yet honest admission as to their place in the world.

Lets all join hands so we can't choke ourselves

First actor David Carradine may have killed himself accidentally by performing auto-erotic asphyxiation.

Now a kid in Wisconsin dies playing "The Choking Game", where participants either strangle themselves or have someone else push on their chests to experience a short high.

So how about we all dare to dream here and say "no more choking" because it's dangerous!

Unfortunately we can probably say stuff like that until we're blue in the face and it won't matter.