When I was little my mother never EVER bought us candy or sweets. One day when I was 5 and I had to go to school... anyway I played up saying that I didnt want to etc etc, and she promised me a 'treat' when she went shopping if I did. So anyway I went to school, all excited about my treat. Got home that afternoon, and mum gave me a small white paper bag, very similar to the types given back in the 80's when you went to the store to buy candy mixes.
Well inside was what I thought was a single candy... SOOO happy and elated to be give Candy I rushed to take it out of the bag and took a chomp on it, much to my mothers horror, I can still see her face now as her eyes widened in shock, before changing into laughter, for her stupid daughter had bitten into an eraser. Rubber doesnt taste so good in tiny little pieces in your mouth.