danidee
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Welcome to this week's edition of the Funny Community weekly game - "SO GOOD OR NO GOOD"! Every Monday, I post to ask your opinion on various things that a lot of people either strongly love or strongly hate, and then share the full community results!
Last week I asked you how you felt about cherry tomatoes! Out of the 43 users who voted either way, cherry tomatoes were decided to be 'SO GOOD' by 23 votes.
That means CHERRY TOMATOES WINS!!!!!!! (And @nicolejb is probably doing a victory dance somewhere - while eating cherry tomatoes.)
A lot of you had some pretty strong opinions either way about cherry tomatoes, and here are two comments that were getting a lot of love from either side. (Love that mic drop, @RachelParker.)

This week, I want to know: Do you think black licorice is SO GOOD or NO GOOD?

Harry knows it as the only snack that bites back.

And this kid gives licorice a hard pass.

However, it's the only flavor jellybean that gets its own bag!

So where do YOU stand?

Debate, debate, debate!

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NOOOOOOOOOOOO. I LIKE CHERRY LICORICE LIKE TWIZZLERS OR LIKE RED VINES
Oh my god, my mom and brother love black licorice! They eat it all the time... Meanwhile, I'll eat it and sit in the corner while contemplating death and rethinking all of my life choices. The taste is literally depressing.
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@VinMcCarthy While your story is great, Jimmy was misguided. Perhaps he not only talked of wars he never fought and girls he never met, but also foods he never tasted? How d'ya like them apples?
yummy! I also love Jager because of the black licorice taste.......
I remember the good ol' days, when Jimmy and I, (Jimmy being something of an eccentric fellow, always full of stories about wars he never fought and girls he'd never met) would make our way down into the darkness of the mines back in the big open sky country. Back then, Wyoming was still a wondrous place. the sky never looked as close to me as it ever did out in those plateaus. it was a simple time for me and Jimmy. I was trying to get past Maura, he was trying to run from something that he never told me about in proper. I knew there was a light in him that'd gone out some time in the past. There was a coldness to him that sat underneath every laugh, every grandiose story about faraway places he could only just pronounce the names of. For all of that, though, Jimmy was a good man. He was an honest worker and a better friend. He was quick to light your smoke and even quicker to pur your drink. He took care of his people, the people he decided to surround himself with. Me and Jimmy spent a good seven or eight years working those mines. That's more time than a lot of guys could get in those days. lot more time than any'd want to experience. the mining life ain't one full of sunshine and rainbows. it's filled with dust and dirt and darkness, but I guess Jimmy had enough darkness in hisself that it didn't bother him too fierce. Last I seen Jimmy was in that mine there. It was a long day, a day we were ching to see the end of. It had been a bitter cold december and January wasn't looking promising either. But anyway, this days was dragging along, until some fellas from a ways down screamed up the shaft that the birdie, you know them canaries we used back in the day, well the birdie gone limp, so it meant there was gas or some such laying about the air. we all made for the exit right quick - all of us, 'cept Jimmy that is. I remember looking back to see him still pickin' away at the rock. I called out fer em and it seemed like he was out in his own world somewhere, not paying attention to anything but the rock face in front of him. I ran back to him, tried gettin' him to come out along with us. He just looked me, dead in my eyes. I saw all the years in him just then. I saw every minute of Jimmy's life and the weight of it all. Ican't say what got him to where we was, but I knew it'd caught up to him finally. He just looked me in the eye and shook his head, clapped my shoulder. with just that gesture I knew where Jimmy was going, and that he was going there his way, and soon like. He clapped my shoulder again and pointed out the exit-way, for me to get movin'. as I made my way out I looked back to get one last look at Jimmy. I'll always remember what he told me in that last minute I spent with him. He told me 'Vinny, don't you ever go eating none of that black licorice nonsense, that stuff is right awful, I tell ya." And you know what? He's right. He's right.
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