Once upon a time, there was a man. His name was Homer. He had a funny, straight-like body, and his neck bends back a lot.

People love Homer. You see, if you rub his head, he gives you candy. Everyone loves candy; you might even say that they don't love Homer, but love his candy instead.

It's not very often that Homer gets to replinish his candy supply. See, people are constantly rubbing his head, but he's never refilling his pants with candy.

Candy, candy, candy. That's his life! He's no where without it.

Homer has some friends; they're all about the candy too. Unfortunate for him though, he doesn't get to see them. Ever.

You all should find his friends! WHERE ARE HIS FRIENDS.

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If you have no imagination, continue reading. If you think you know what Homer is, and have the ability of creativity and have some sort of intelligence, then do not continue reading. Clearly, there can be no conflict between these two circumstances as one negates the other.

If you are still reading, then you suck, and I am going to spill the beans for you. "Homer" is a PEZ dispenser. Candy. PEZ. Bendy neck. Yea.