Debunking The Lies Of Milton Bradley's Brainwashing Board-Game

Hullo blogosphere! We here at the Candy Vatican have final mastered the technology to link my blog to your internet. You see, Candy internet developed independent of your "non-candy" internet, and it has taken a while for us to figure out an efficient way to link the two. Now, to begin!
The first, and most pressing issue upon which I will pontificate (puntificate?) is this confounding obsession some of your human offspring have developed for this "Candyland" table-top game. Clearly this Eleanor Abbott woman knew nothing about my homeland or the people thereof. At the very least, you'd think that her superiors at Milton Bradley would send the blasted thing to be fact-checked. But no! The game is absolutely riddled with factual inaccuracies. It is enough to make this Candy Man nearly melt with rage.
Allow me to start from the beginning. Never, in the history of Candy Land, has our King gone missing. The man is guarded by three brigades of the Candy Marine Corps. To assume that a man kept under such close watch could simply vanish is ludicrous!
And then, they send two human children in overalls to find him? As far as I know, no human child has made it into Candy Land without falling into an unwanted diabetic coma. The two children pictured on this game's packaging are clearly susceptible to the same health concerns.
Now, to the layout of the game. Yes, at one point, when our nation was first founded, we controlled the area now known as Plumpy's gingerbread forces. It was fitting repayment for the injustices we suffered during the second World Food Fight. But the Fruit people who had moved into the land during our absence maintained a strong presence in that area. Plumpy's gingerbread plum trees were annexed by Fruit Land in what went down as the lowest moment in Candy Land history. We Candy people maintain a small, but outspoken presence in the area, but regardless of world opinion, it is our land!
The Peppermint Forest is also nowhere near the southern border. That is an absolutely ridiculous assertion. Everyone knows that Peppermint Forest is up in the North of our lands, the last habitable outpost before the frozen lands of the Freezer pop (another contested territory that we candy people prefer not to speak about).
Certainly there are multitudinous other problems with the game, but the discussion to this point has already razzled me so greatly, that I think I will cut my losses and go read the Candy Bible.

Who stirs the sugar into every sermon?

Chocolate Pope

That's who.