Words of the Constant

Wilson P. Higgsbury

A Yuletide toothache waiting to happen.

Walter

Don't eat too many, you'll get sick!

Wanda

Mmm, peppermint!

Warly

The candy strands are expertly entwined.

Wigfrid

T'would look as divine on the tree as in mine mouth!

Maxwell

I don't even use a cane.

Webber

Eat twenty candy canes! There's no candy shame!

Wendy

If you eat it right... the end gets sharp...

Ms. Wickerbottom

The perfect stir stick for hot cup of tea.

Willow

Gimme two of 'em and I can do a MacTusk impression.

Winona

Homemade. What a waste of time!

Wolfgang

Little sugar stick.

Woodie

Satisfies the sweet tooth.

Wormwood

Mmm... Sweet belly thing

Wortox

The children hang them on my horns.

Wurt

Crunchy!

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