I thought that I had some funny snacks from Sweden.
Like Lion. Wait, I think this is British, sorry.
And Japp. Finally, a kosher, fashionable candy for those Jewish American Princesses.
The unfortunately named Cloetta Plopp.
And who could forget Crunky!? These days, you can't even get a party started without Crunky! But nothing could have prepared me for this....
Last night at band practice, Sabrina pulls out a snack for us. Obviously she thinks we are awesome and totally worthy of this snack because it's called: CRACK SANDWICH!
Let's get a closer look here. Whoa. I thought the Frenchmen were wild compared to the Brownettes, but check it out: the Frenchmen drink beer at practice, the Brownettes eat Crack Sandwich at practice! Just who is this on the package? A crack ho?
Huh, I guess not.
FYI, these did not taste like peanut butter. Or Egg Milk, whatever that is.
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