While I was switching the bars to our "to eat" cupboard (as opposed to the "save for times of extreme famine" bins in the closet), Abe pointed out that the back of the box looks like a 1950s Chinese propaganda poster.
"We will progress into the bright future of nutrition!"
"Serve the people whole grains of delight!"
"Forever march on the victorious path of Nutri-Grain!"

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"There is no 'me' in nutri-grain comrade."
"But are two i's."
"That means us."
"5 [servings] in 4 [bars]!"
This blog post made me laugh out loud.
This made my day. When we have our meet-up, make sure to bring along the propaganda bars.
The fork in the road, allowing you to choose the blank and uninviting yesterday or the bright and exciting tomorrow is my favorite part. It's not like they're trying to push you in one direction or the other, it's just that, you know, not eating nutri-grain bars is so yesterday.
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