Every sweet tooth goes down the same road.
It all starts innocently: some jelly beans, a stick of gum, a small chocolate after dinner.
But soon that’s not enough.
Your sweet tooth needs more and more until one day it’s knocking over sugar cane plantations and hijacking maple syrup shipments.
Then it comes home one day, worn out and riddled with bullet holes, and you know what you have to do.
You have to go to the dentist.