So last night a couple hours after dinner I wanted something else to eat.
I spotted a box of Kellogg's Frosted Flakes in the cabinet and removed said box.
Holding it in my hand I decided to check up on oldest daughter (she's 22) and was in the other room.
So I kinda held the box up, shook it, and said:
ME: "How are these?"
OLDEST: ::smiles:: "I ain't saying it."
ME: "How are these?" :::shakeshakeshake:::
OLDEST: "DAD! No."
ME: "Answer the question."
OLDEST: "Go AWAY!"
ME: "ANSWER THE QUESTION!....How are these?" ::shakes box::
OLDEST: "DAD...GO. A. WAY!"
ME: "How are these?"
OLDEST: "They're G-R-R-R-E-A-T!!!!"
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SO TO SUM UP:
Kellogg's Frosted Flakes are pretty good.
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So to sum up further:
Like father, like daughter.
If this story had any other ending, I'd have been grrrrrrumpy!
Yeah, it really would've grrrrrated on me.
good for u, driving your daughter nuts now while she still lives at home.
(frosted flakes suck)
Old Brown Flake
I Am The Tiger
Fixing A Bowl
Don't believe the hype.
Am I still around? 'Cause I was pretty tasty.
Count Chocula? That's nowhere as tasty as my Cocoa Pebbles!
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