Got busy, so it's going to be a few more days before Disney Part 2. In a disastrous move, I'll try to tide you over with a new Kool-Aid review, knowing full well that this replacement is akin to that episode where the crowd was expecting a Chipmunks concert and booed the holy fuck out of the Chipettes. Today's featured flavor: Candy Apple.
In other news, some may remember the Shrunken Head Apple Project article from 2003, and the subsequent blog update from June, 2005. It's been just about a year since we last heard from Mr. Apple, and indeed, he's still kicking ass.
So yes, even after all these years, the Shrunken Head Apple dude hasn't disintegrated and hasn't once been infested with gnats. He just keeps getting cooler and cooler with age, like a wine or a cheese or a something else. Yes. Okay, back to writing about Disney...see you.
Posted by Matt on 06/11/2006. E-mail me!
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WHOA! Now it all makes sense!
There’s nothing weird or chemical-ly about Splenda. It’s merely the hopeless tears of imprisoned pixies. Pixies, of course, being wholly sucrose-based organisms. Hence, pixie stix, the dried and ground remnants of specially fruit-fed pixies. That’s why people don’t applaud in movie theaters. Some might say that it’s because moviegoers recognize that the characters on the screen are unable to register or appreciate the applause, but in actuality it’s because all that clapping partially resurrects the pixie stix in the concession stand into a hellish, powdery half-life. And there’s really no quicker way to ruin a date than to have a packet of pixie stix start squirming all over the place inchworm-style, pathetically begging for death in squeaky little cries. And man, don’t even get me started on Sweet ‘n Low. You’ve tasted the stuff, you can probably fill in the blanks on your own.
Trust me, you want to stick with sugar. The carbs and possible type two diabetes are a small price to pay for peace of mind.