Not that I much cared for M&M's in the first place, but you've just officially become the chocolate that I most hate. It's called guilty by association. By teaming up with NECKCAR, err, NASCAR, you have officially out-hicked candy the likes of jujubes, or the hoarhound. Misguided NASCAR-love is a fad that will (fingers crossed) someday pass. But my resentment for your selling-out, M&M's, is a flame that will burn eternally.
Except for the peanut butter ones. Damn, those are good! :)
I'm not even sure I should tell you this, but I saw some pink breast cancer M&M's at the store the other day...
ReplyDeleteBut you're totally right about the peanut butter ones--damn tasty.
Freaking Hilarious Lane! Although, breast M&M's are probably not the hugest deterrent for ya...
ReplyDeleteWhat? What's next? Halloween M&M's?? Oh wait, I think they have those too...
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