On a Permanent Halliday.

The first step is to admit we have a problem. So here it goes:

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The Cowgirls love the finer things in life – that much is true. Foley & Corinna, Fendi, Ferragamo… fabulous. But there’s always a breaking point: when you’re showing the saleswomen at Holts photos from your sister’s wedding, you realize it’s time to detox. Our addictive personalities can only handle so much, and yet, there’s always been one substance that we’ve been content in abusing on a daily basis: Halls.

We’ve had this problem for about ten years now. Here’s why:

The Shape: That little dent in the cough drop makes for a perfect resting spot against a molar. It’s not too small that it breaks down and gets eaten within seconds (like a Lifesaver) but not too big that you could choke on it (Werther’s Original).

The Taste: Chewing gum freshens your breath. Halls freshens your brain. The mentho-lyptus clears your sinus even when it’s not congested. It’s a fabulous feeling, one of which we’ve graduated to the Extra Strength variety.

The Packaging: The large bags of Halls save us on both time and money. It’s like a 24-case of beer sitting conveniently in your purse – except the intoxication is disguisable.

It’s turned into more of a lifestyle choice if anything. Becoming a Hall-coholic is not something that happens overnight. When a drug like this is legal and purchasable over the cashier counter like candy, it makes it fairly easy to become an addict. It’s not even clear as to what the long-term effects of daily Halls intake is.

We’re not telling you this so you embrace addiction or anything, we’re just trying to come clean. We’ve heard horror stories about other ponies addicted to Diet Coke, coffee, Tic-Tacs, etc. and they have no intention of seeking help. Got a problem? Need somebody to confide in or cry on? Fill us in @MushyPony :)

– The Cowgirls.