Last week, I got talked into buying Kashi’s Honey Sunshine cereal. When I say “talked into”, I mean that my boyfriend was like, “It looks like Cap’n Crunch, I bet it’s good” and I thought, “good enough.” Yeah, it looks like Cap’n Crunch, but the comparisons end there.
Anyway, I was looking for a new cereal and while I’m not old enough to be on the Good Friends box, I am old enough to realize that I can’t eat Froot Loops and still respect myself in the morning. Oh, and I totally had to look up the spelling of “Froot Loops” and am embarrassed that I am just now finding out that it’s Froot not Fruit. I guess this means that I should stop searching for that elusive purple passion punch berry.
I don’t know why I still buy Kashi products, because it all tastes like packing peanuts and sugar. I think the commercials ultimately win me over. Seeing all of those adventurous twenty-somethings in Costa Rica, laughing with the locals and sampling coffee beans, is really appealing. It makes me think that I could someday go to a developing country and zip glide while wondering why everyone is so poor because the exchange rates are incredible.
So, Honey Sunshine sucks. This isn’t about having an aversion to health food. I mean, I eat raw oats and flax seed oil and all of the hippy bullshit that makes you kind of a douchebag, but you just laugh because you are convinced that drinking wheat grass will ensure immortality and allow you to finally open up that free range Emu farm. This is about how Honey Sunshine is just Sugar Smacks without the vagina shaped puffed wheat or creepy frog dressed like Dennis the Menace, and to that I say no thank you.
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I had to check your outlandish claims regarding Sugar Smacks (which I had never, ever heard of until today). My cereal skepticism was unfounded; sure enough, the box art (no pun intended) depicts crunchy yellow amphibious vaginas.
Does that make the frog a pimp?
The fact that you blogged about Kashi, and mentioned “Good Friends,” which is my favorite cereal, makes me want a bowl, and a beta blocker.
And I’m not old enough to be on the box either, but I love the diversity of it, and the massive vein protruding from that guys’ forehead.