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Monday, April 4, 2016

on cheetos

I think we can all agree that Flamin' Hot Cheetos are a treat for a specific type of person.  Like, when Britney Spears was married to Kevin Federline and was being photographed going shoeless into gas station bathrooms?  That kind of person.  And there's a snotty part of me that thinks I'm a better kind of person than the Flamin' Hot Cheetos kind of person.  They seem like a snack from a misanthropic cartoon.


So we were driving home from practice a while ago, mocking Flamin' Hot Cheetos, as one does, and one of my teammates, with whom I am like-minded on societal issues, put in a plug for Cheddar Jalape├▒o Cheetos.  WELL.  Roller battle does sometimes give me a hankering for junk food, so I stopped at the store and bought a bag.  They are tiny bags, by the way.  Why are there not "family-size" bags of Cheetos?  Anyway, they were delicious and whatever addictive chemical they contain prevents me from feeling any regret that I tried them.  So that's my recommendation, sorry if I ruin your life.  

1 comments:

tipsybaker said...

That Britney Spears line, whew! Good one.