I'd rather have a bowl of Cocopops

[venta]

As ever, things are never quite how they should be.

Wandering the cereal aisle in Sainsbury's last night, I observed this:



I hurried gleefully down, eager to see what X-rated breakfast goods they had on offer. Tarantino Flakes, maybe, which shake into the bowl in a shower of dismembered body parts and foul language. At the very least I was hoping for glossy, full-frontal nudity on the box.



I feel let down by the world. Nothing more exciting than Special K, things with improbably spelled names suggesting improved health, and frighteningly worthy-looking muesli.

Still, at least I am reassured that my otherwise quite boring bran flakes came from a different section and are therefore suitable for juveniles.

Comments

[bopeepsheep.livejournal.com]

Well, it beats porridge made by me simply by the fact of existing, but also it's very good. :)

I like it with lemon curd or brown sugar, but smallclanger apparently takes after my mum and grandfather and likes it with merely a splash of cold milk. He'll probably grow up to like it with salt, the weirdo.