
Flinstones are good, as are the Disney/Pooh bear ones. Some generics are okay.
But these generics from Harris Teater are so bad that I'd practically call them "child abuse." Spare yourself and your children this gustatory experience.

Why are they even still sitting in my cabinet?!
(Oh, right. Because I tend to do that. Leave stuff around. Right.)
Note all those antacids in the background of the first pic? Back in the late college/early grad school days I ate pretty crappy. So, uh, yeah, tthat's old and I think those might need to go too.
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