Fiesta speckled malted milk eggs (evil in a candy shell)

As Easter approaches every year these speckled Fiesta malted milk eggs ultimately show up in my grocery store.  They stock me.  They have since I was a child. I try to avoid them but they seem relentless. Malted milk chocolate bullies. Before I'm even aware of it they somehow jump into my grocery buggy, make their way home with me and into my kitchen cupboard (if they make it to the cupboard). They aren't there long before they begin to call my name. It's only audible to me but it's definitely real.

Here they are...  plotting against my willpower.

I'm defeated again. Maybe next year I'll gain victory. or not. :)