Pezzapalooza

by chris cunningham

Winston has been collecting Pez dispensers for about 7 years now. He got his first one when I sat next to him at work at that time and now he sits near me again and it has grown into a massive Pez battalion. It’s like a mini spartan army, except more colorful, less bloody, and candy flavored. They all seem to be looking at you when you go to his office. The downside? When one falls, they all fall, and it turns into a Jim Jones Guyana massacre in there. Very disturbing.