Friday, September 7, 2007

My delayed interpretation of the new Kit Kat and Reeses.

I give one a 10 on the "wholly shit that stuff taste like God" scale and a 2, which translates to: I'd rather either a) just not eat chocolate or b) bean sprouts might taste better (which really taste like nothing).

Since I'm having a fantastic morning, I'll start with the good and work my way down to the bad.



This might be the best thing next to bottle caps (the rootbeer flavoured ones too). First off: dedicated to one of the coolest musicians of all times. If it wasn't for Elvis and introducing sex appeal so openly to an audience...we wouldn't of had such great singers like Madonna, Prince, B. Spears (you screwed that one up Elvis) or Beyonce. So, thanks you Elvis for being sexy and thank you for liking bananas and chocolate. (Oh, but no thank you for becoming addicted to drugs, getting fat and dying...that was a shitty move)

And on to the bad....



This is all that is disgusting and wrong with new chocolate products. Even before I tried it, I knew I would hate it. While driving to work I heard a commercial about some dude that works at a doughnut place, but instead of eating something wonderful and glazed with his coffee, he's eating this new kit kat with his coffee. OK. I tried it and it's a far comparrison from the sweet flaky wonderfulness of a doughnut. Nice try buddy, but you may be high on rock.

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