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I suspect it will depend on your 'era' but curious... In my era, Moms were reluctant to give their kids the good stuff - i.e. anything loaded with sugar. So we got handed bowls of stuff called 'Kix' which was a criminal act because while it sounded like 'Trix', it had no taste and certainly no sugar. We also were forced to eat 'Rice Puffs' which literally was just puffed rice with no sugar. And the dreaded 'Shredded Wheat' (pre-frosted). Man - my house was the cereal desert of America.
When I was a very little guy, I guess I was so charming they gave me something called 'Rice Honeys' (they were kind of an early 'Sugar Smacks') and I even had a little bowl and spoon with the mascot 'Buffalo Bee' on it.
I used to beg to spend the night at friends houses, mostly because I knew their derelict moms bought all the good **** and we could gorge ourselves into insulin overload when we woke up on Saturday morning, necessary fuel for as we watched 5 straight hours of cartoons.
When I got a little older, and my Mom lost control of the cereal choices in our house, I often jones-ed for 'Life' cereal (why so serious?), 'Raisin Bran', and 'Apple Jacks'. Those might seem like pretty pedestrian cereal choices to most, but hey - it was exciting heady food after all that plain damn shredded wheat
So what kind of cereal dreams do you have? What sugary visage rises up from the depths of your unconsciousness as you sleep to haunt and torment you? Or do you still imbibe and indulge in cereal as an adult, rolling like Jerry Seinfeld.
I gots to know. And someone run out and get us some more milk.
When I was a very little guy, I guess I was so charming they gave me something called 'Rice Honeys' (they were kind of an early 'Sugar Smacks') and I even had a little bowl and spoon with the mascot 'Buffalo Bee' on it.
I used to beg to spend the night at friends houses, mostly because I knew their derelict moms bought all the good **** and we could gorge ourselves into insulin overload when we woke up on Saturday morning, necessary fuel for as we watched 5 straight hours of cartoons.
When I got a little older, and my Mom lost control of the cereal choices in our house, I often jones-ed for 'Life' cereal (why so serious?), 'Raisin Bran', and 'Apple Jacks'. Those might seem like pretty pedestrian cereal choices to most, but hey - it was exciting heady food after all that plain damn shredded wheat
So what kind of cereal dreams do you have? What sugary visage rises up from the depths of your unconsciousness as you sleep to haunt and torment you? Or do you still imbibe and indulge in cereal as an adult, rolling like Jerry Seinfeld.
I gots to know. And someone run out and get us some more milk.