I made a shocking discovery this weekend on Twitter, a discovery that conveniently continues last week's theme of s'mores and babies. Ok, maybe not babies. But the discovery could well make babies cry. American babies, that is. And it all revolves around what comes from this magical box.
Or what doesn't, depending on where you live.
No, that's not apple in my McDonald's pie, and it's not cherry either. That's marshmallow and chocolate.
Oh ya, that's a s'more. The only thing that could make these better would be if they were deep fried like back in the day. Remember those? I just had a full-body happy shudder just thinking about them. It's sad to think of all the people that will never know the joy of the deep fried apple pies.
*wipes away tear*
Anyway, write your congressman or congress woman. Write to your senator. Hell, write President Obama, my American friends, because you can only get these in Canada. And that's just wrong. Heck, that's un-American.
*burp*
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