Yet another in the continuing series of strange food-related random observations:
But Wouldn’t Being Gummy Make Them Stick To The Slingshot?
These were on offer at the snack counter at a movie theater in Reston, at a preview of the new Star Trek film. One is encouraged to collect all four package variations.
I took them to our science fiction club meeting, where we all agreed that they were no better or worse than any other Gummy-thing. Everyone mercifully forbore tossing the birds at the pigs. I think the birds make better balloons than candy, myself.
Hello, Kitty, You’re Toast!
The rummage sale at the Adelphi Strawberry Festival had this Hello Kitty toaster. Peering inside, I noticed a plate that looked like it would imprint an image of the eponymous feline on one’s toast. (Sorry for the fuzzy picture.)
The note on the masking tape said, “appears to work.” I almost bought it, but irony only goes so far.
Have Candy, You Will?
To a party, we went. Life-sized Yoda, we saw. Sunglasses, he wore and candy, he offered. Comma overload, I now have.