When I was a girl, the wrapper of this chocolate-covered marshmallow lollipop had a boy holding a lollipop that had a boy holding a lollipop, ad infinitum. But I was also holding the real lollipop. It was groovy and meta. Some epic moron must have decided that they should show the lollipop inside the wrapper -- thereby destroying the Droste effect and with it, a great icon in Mexican pop culture. I can't get over it.