I’m English, and as such I crave disappointment. That’s why I buy Kinder Surprise. Horrible chocolate; nasty little toy: a double-whammy of disillusionment! Sometimes I eat the toy out of sheer despair. I actually call them the Eggs Of Numbing Inevitability. And when I buy them, I always ask for them in the third person: “Bill Bailey would like the Eggs Of Numbing Inevitability.” It answered me back once, in a funny voice it said “But you are not Bill Bailey, you are a mere Doppelganger. I am the true Bill Bailey, from another dimension.” And I thought, Oh alright. I decided the only way to overcome this was to run very fast at my counterpart, and I was just about to hit it when I realised it was actually the highly polished side of a cheese counter.
They’ve probably just reduced the size in order to reduce the number of lawsuits from people for “causing their weight / life problems” and things of that nature. You know how nothing is anyone’s fault anymore is always on the manufacturers.
I’m English, and as such I crave disappointment. That’s why I buy Kinder Surprise. Horrible chocolate; nasty little toy: a double-whammy of disillusionment! Sometimes I eat the toy out of sheer despair. I actually call them the Eggs Of Numbing Inevitability. And when I buy them, I always ask for them in the third person: “Bill Bailey would like the Eggs Of Numbing Inevitability.” It answered me back once, in a funny voice it said “But you are not Bill Bailey, you are a mere Doppelganger. I am the true Bill Bailey, from another dimension.” And I thought, Oh alright. I decided the only way to overcome this was to run very fast at my counterpart, and I was just about to hit it when I realised it was actually the highly polished side of a cheese counter.
Heh, I only ever bought the German ones, actually.
