Our neighbors to the south call them "Brincadores" or "Hoppers"

When I was around 8 years old, my family lived in San Diego. Growing up down there provided several memories for me (some good and some bad), but no memories are more prominent in my mind than:
1.) Scooter teaching me how to cuss and I accidentally described my Dad as an A-hole when I was talking to Mom. I promise I had NO idea what that it meant. I only knew it was one of my new and cool words. Thanks big Bro.
2.) During school one day I was introduced to "Mexican nuts". I was told they are the most delicious nuts in the world. Not knowing any better I popped one in my mouth and chomped away. It was disgusting! It was super bitter, and tasted like dirt. I then saw Danny Padilla, a name I have remembered with great hatred, laughing his head off. He then showed me a small plastic case with what I now know as "Mexican Jumping Beans" inside. They jumped and wiggled around. It wasn't until later in life I learned that they "jump" because there is a small worm inside trying to break out. A thought that still makes me dry heave thinking about when I chewed one up.

When I recently came across this article on the company"The Jumping Beandito", I couldn't resist buying a few beans. They are a great company to work with. And all proceeds go to a great cause. Less then a week later I received an envelope with "Live Mexican Jumping Beans" stamped on the outside and a slight popping coming from the inside. So I'm pretty stoked to offer a few unsuspecting suckers a delicious "Mexican Nut".