I call Grape Nuts “Erik Kibble”& wish they sold it 50lb bags. I think it tastes like cat litter, but it’s basically what he’s had for breakfast every day since I met him.
Now I understand the secret appeal–in exchange for wearing down your tooth enamel, you get unlimited physical and emotional support support from a Powerful Box Spirit with fine legs and sexy gladiator sandals.
What a drag that GrapeNuts is laced with all sorts of bad things these days…I used to like it a lot!
I call Grape Nuts “Erik Kibble”& wish they sold it 50lb bags. I think it tastes like cat litter, but it’s basically what he’s had for breakfast every day since I met him.
Now I understand the secret appeal–in exchange for wearing down your tooth enamel, you get unlimited physical and emotional support support from a Powerful Box Spirit with fine legs and sexy gladiator sandals.
What a drag that GrapeNuts is laced with all sorts of bad things these days…I used to like it a lot!