At least the buffalo chicken ones. I mean, it was the least-chickenish substance I think I have ever eaten thats been called chicken. I could observe you cutting the top off a tin can, smothering it in buffalo, and I would have been more inclined to believe that the material was chicken.

If I had to describe it, I would say it was … not meal worms… but those other worms, the pudgy white ones with the black beak/faces. It was like somebody de-faced those worms, and put them inside a round hot pocket. Brrrr, just thinking about it give me the willies.

Soooooo instead of throwing the other package out, I gave them to my parents. Hey, they were raised in a different time, food is sacred or something.

So is THC.

-kidc

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