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I vibe w Mario. I haven't had either you mentioned, but they seem my speed. I go for the saltiest licorice you crazy Scandinavians can come up with.
(am an American who warns people off my candy stash, but they still try it and think I'm pranking them)
Sometimes it's a hit. I was going somewhere with an Uber in Houston once, and the driver needed to stop for gas. I took the opportunity to head inside the gas station for some supplies, and while I was queueing and minding my own business while the guy in front of me had his stuff scanned by the cashier, and he suddenly said "Oh, and his stuff too", offering out of the blue to pay for my stuff. (Seriously, does that happen sometimes? I've never heard of it before nor after. He must've been in a good mood). I wasn't holding much stuff, so sure why not, once my initial WTF-factor had worn off.
I gave the guy a tin of Tyrkisk Pepper as a token thank you (I happened to have some I bought at my home airport that I planned on leaving at the head office). When he asked what it was I just said "Scandinavian candy, be careful". He actually liked them.