They're editing reality AGAIN.

[xyzzysqrl]

When did Cookie Crisp cereal become so darned TINY? It's not just that I've gotten bigger, either. I distinctly remember them being large circles that were fairly thick for cereal, big enough that you could fit maybe two or three on a spoon, and they'd dig into your mouth like Captain Crunch and gouge at the roof.

Now they're these DINKY little things. What the hell gives? Stop tweaking my childhood memories! *shake fish fist at reality with annoyance*

Comments

[ollieottah.livejournal.com]

They always been small silly squirrel O.o Besides, that type of thing isn't for you, silly faggot, cookie crisp if for kids!

[xyzzysqrl]

The day I stop being a kid is the day I drop over dead.

[rosycat.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear that :)

[scian-ashleyder.livejournal.com]

I second this. *holds up signed Peter Pan oath documentation*

[ollieottah.livejournal.com]

*giggles a bit and gives you a toy truck to play with then*

[rancourt.livejournal.com]

They did get smaller, yes. And changed their recipe. They used to *taste* like cookies. Now they taste like sugar-crackle-glazed wheat/oat pellet, like...well, most other cereals.

On the other hand, according to the recent commercials, the dog ditched the crook, got some serious rhinoplasty, and is apparently also a transvestite. Who knew?

[xyzzysqrl]

I'm a little let down by the flavor as well. It's not as fun as it used to be. Shame.

Actually, when I look at the dog's NEW look he looks like a vastly swishy wolf. (Which -was- a minor factor in the purchase of this cereal. It was that or pander to that cheap sell-out Sugar Bear.)

[rancourt.livejournal.com]

Like I said, he's looking pretty slick, aside from the polka-dotted bra thing. He's clearly a Fab Five candidate.

Speaking of which, am I the only person who looked at Tony the Tiger and saw a Rock Hudson story behind those eyes? To this day, I'm fully convinced Tony had young women throwing themselves at him in dozens, and yet, lived in quiet desperation that the truth of his relationship preferences 'would never fly' in Hollywood's 'leading man and his leading lady' climate, particularly in the days when he was a younger star and we lived in even less enlightened times than these.

I'm convinced that, should I ever pick up Tony's tell-all posthumous biography, that the 'best and closest friend' of this 'shy and gentle giant' was actually his partner of fifty years. And sadly, even when times changed enough for Tony to theoretically come out, he was a living myth, a symbol of wholesome, old-world manliness, and *his* fan base wouldn't have accepted the news, coming from him. Ironic as it is, the same people cheering Rosie O'Donnell and Ellen Degeneres would have stared in horror and asked 'Why, Tony, why?'

Tony knew this. And he kept his secret to the grave. But when his alleged lovechild with Mewsette (from Gay Purr-ee fame) challenged her omission from his will in favor of leaving nearly everything to 'some friend he met yachting,' said 'friend' was forced, in the course of validating his claim to the estate, to come clean and tell the whole story.

*blink*

*blinkblink* Um...I *am* the only person who reads this much into these things. Never mind. ;)

[xyzzysqrl]

...

I like you.

But you're probably right, interestingly. Still, whatever he had going on was -way- more wholesome and caring than what the Kool-Aid Man has going, I'm sure. I look at someone who spends their life running through walls, into walls, through walls in -space- (thank you, Kool Aid Komics), and so on, and I wonder if maybe they're trying to bring down a few walls inside as well. There's some deep repression going on there, I know it.

[rancourt.livejournal.com]

Oh, I fully believe what Tony and his boyfriend shared was a wonderful relationship. The only real tragedy of it was having to keep it silent.

Now, Kool-Aid Man is a different story. I wonder if his inner demon isn't closer to John Cleese's -- the man (pitcher?) simply raged and seethed and hated the world, and saw his one commercial trick as a means to indirectly let it out.

I presume the reasons he's been replaced with a CGI copy in later commercials is because he's suffering from the down-the-road effects of a lifestyle of concussive impacts, and probably isn't able to articulate even 'Oh, yeah!' recognizably.

[kiarrh.livejournal.com]

Such is the fate of those who suffer one too many blows to the head. Look at most retired boxers, football and hockey players, and slapstick comedians. Parkinson's sets in, and it's all over.

[xyzzysqrl]

I've really got to find some means of chattering with the pair of you sometime, I note. Because now I have this image of the Kool-Aid Man -as- John Cleese in my head that will never go away.

("HEY, KOOL-AID!"
"Oh, what is it NOW?")

[rosycat.livejournal.com]

*imagines the three of you chattering together*

wow. Wouldn't I love to be a fly on the wall for that...

*giggle*

[scian-ashleyder.livejournal.com]

Chip died. He was replaced by Chip2, who is a wolf. This is why I went and bought the cereal. Any cereal with a history of dead dogs and that supports wolves mounting (*slight pause for effect*) an offensive against small children is good in my book!

[relee.livejournal.com]

There was an ad campaign about it on t.v. a little while ago, they also re-made the old Chip the dog, who kinda stole the spotlight from that old bandit back in the day.