Have ya had Pocky? If you haven't, don't. Unless you're ready to develop an addiction, ignore this Japanese candy/snack. It's dangerously irresistable.
At first bite, you may think, "Eh. What's the big deal?" The chocolate coating's not great, the cracker-like stick isn't salty. It's kinda boring. But then. Then. The package will sit on your kitchen shelf. You'll come home late from work. You'll grab one. You'll grab another. You'll surreptitiously sneak two more. You can't stop. Something sweet after dinner? Grab one, maybe two--they're small. Pretty soon, all you think about is Pocky. Planning your days around trips to Famima! to buy more Pocky. Every night, you rush in the door, head straight for the Pocky pack. Pocky, Pocky, Pocky. Your favorite is the "Men's Pocky" and you worry--can eating too many of these be self-fufilling? Not yet, my friends, not yet.