Remember those
Smores I mentioned? The ones made with the GIANT marshmallows?

Yep. They were one ooey, gooey mess.

The boys weren't sure what to make of the marshmallow as it oozed out of the edges of the smore and stuck to absolutely everything..

The marshmallows were actually marked on the package something about campfire fun.
Kevin probably enjoyed the marshmallows even more than the boys. He must have had half a dozen of them as he perfected his roasting technique where the marshmallows were nice and warm enough to have a gooey center, but without even the hint of a burned spot where they got too close to the licking flames.
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