This week’s Honestly is a first. It is co-authored by my good friend and fellow musical theater enthusiast, Elena, seen here on one of our many expeditions to Broadway.
What follows is a paraphrased G-Chat conversation we had that was inspired by her G-Chat status…
Elena: “Chocolate Cheerios?’
T: “I saw those at A&P!”
Elena: “Someone said they aren’t even that good. Stores are selling out like it’s the best thing since sliced bread or the flip-flop.”
T: “Cheerios have just given up. So much for lowering everyone’s cholesterol. Now they’re just like, ‘Fine, fat-ass. Can’t be bothered to have some honey nut circles instead of a microwavable Jimmy Dean artery clogger? Here’s some chocolate fucking Cheerios. Die a little sooner.’ ”
Elena: ” ‘Dear Michele Obama, please speak to the General of Mills. Thank you, T-Co and E-Do.’ ”
Honestly, Chocolate Cheerios. Honestly…