That's A Seriously Limited Gummi Gene Pool

These are Haribo Rattle-Snakes.

They are among my favorite gummi snacks.

And I am a man who enjoys his gummi snacks.

But these things are dangerously inbred.

Imagine the gummi ecosystem. The bears roam freely: clear, orange, yellow, red, green. They copulate in embarrassing positions. Embarrassingly SEXY positions. Their colors combine: a delectation of swirling, oozing, squirting, gushing, gummi coital fluids.

Off in the distance, The Rattle-Snakes. There are only two kinds. The green-and-clear and the red-and-yellow. The green-and-white are the far tastier. So much so that the red-and-yellow barely seem worth the effort in takes to chew and/or contemplate the hypothetical sexual existence of one of them. But they manage to procreate. BUT FOR HOW LONG? There isn't enough variety. Before long, they will universally be fucking their gummi cousins. Which inevitably leads... to this:

Look at them. Stout, unattractive, inbred mistakes of gummi nature. They're frogs that are green and taste like peach with marshmallow on the bottom. They are my favorite bastard spawn. I love them. WHAT HATH GUMMI GOD WROUGHT?? It's better to reign in gummi-hell than serve in gummi-heaven.