You know that moment when you see a pure white light, and hear the soft sounds of angels singing 'Hallelulujah' coming from that white light, and you move closer and closer, moved onwards by some unknown impulse of your soul (and the need for a camera close up)? Well, that didn't happen to me. But I did see this:
TOOBS!!!!
I had about five dollars in my wallet in change. Reader, if I was down to my last $1.40 I would still have bought them.
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I demand to know why it's only possible to buy cheese & bacon balls, but NOT plain cheese balls.
The shelves at the local Coles, which are - in are rather stuttering manner, if I may observe - being taken over by the new "homebrand" goods, were recently filled with new balls, again of the cheese & bacon kind only.
Artificial bacon flavor is disgusting, and resembles something, other than bacon. It even smells like something, other than bacon.
I want plain cheese balls.
Yours desperately.
Thank you.
C
Cheezels? Cheese twisties, perhaps?
Chicken twisties taste nothing at all like chicken, but I'm still addicted to them.
No, no - see, it has to be the BALLS. I could get the plain cheese ones in Canberra, then I moved back to Melbourne, and it's all "cheese & bacon". Disgraceful!
Chicken twisties? Oh, Tim, that's gross.
"Hello. My name is Tim, and I have a problem. I am addicted to Chicken Twisties. Oh, it all started so innocently - as a bit of a 'thrill', a 'snack' between meals - but soon I was guzzling them down faster than I could swallow them! What have I become????"
Chicken Twisties > Cheese Twisties.
TOOBS!!! > anything else
Now that's an algebra I can understand!
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