Kellogg’s not only hates stoners, but it also hates my childhood. It hates it so much that it destroyed it with this shit. THIS SHIT! I knew I shouldn’t of trusted their asses when I found out they bought the Circus Animal Cookies recipe from Mother’s and planned to put them out under the Keebler name. Those cunty Keebler Elves and Tony the Tiger are in cahoots to destroy my precious frosted creature friends.
They should have let Mother’s beautiful cookies die a graceful and respectful death. That way I could always remember them happily dancing around under their purple and white circus tent with mother grinning at them. They were so happy. Now look at them! They’ve been molested and butchered.
They are sad, scared and, alone because of that giant purple gorilla hanging over them! It’s ugly and menacing! Thank the sparkly frosting gods that I have like 40 bags left of the original shit. That makes it easy for me to give this fuckery the evil side-eye when I walk by it in the cook aisle. This is truly dark-sided.
(Thanks to Mary for the picture)