I could have easily said "I love Count Chocula" and mean exactly the same thing, but that's leaving all those homophobes reading this out there with nothing to laugh at, and that is totally...(wait for it, here it comes....) gay.
Fine, to get PFLAG* (who I'm sure are reading this) off my back, I'll admit I have a couple man crushes. On Bear Grylls** and Ray Emery, and I'm not too ashamed to admit it.
For good measure here's a video of Bear Grylls eating a dead zebra for no real reason. He probably didn't have to. But he did.
Anyways, back to the point, which is my er..gayness (?) for Count Chocula. Not the man. The cereal.
I am so gay for the cereal, by which I mean I love it. It's not healthy, but I don't really care.
Shits good.
I tried it for the first time after being seduced, by the box in a grocery store in the states.
And I am so glad I did.
Remember finding out about Lucky Charms? How there were fucking marshmallows in the cereal?
That was awesome and stuff, but you still had to deal with the oat pieces.
Well with "The Count", those pesky oat pieces are replaced with chocolatey puffs.
*ding ding ding* I think we got us a champ.
Quite frankly I had never had a cereal like it and I finished the box quickly, within about two and a half days. I thought it was the end of my time eating this cereal from the heavens, but then on a trip to the local No-Frills, I spotted it. Count Chocula...in Canada.
I dug into my first bowl of this crack disguised as a cereal, and something wasn't right.
The Canadian Count, was different than the American Count.
It was still fucking mindblowing anyways. But which is better?
I shall judge them quite scientifically, in five categories: chocolatey-ness, marshmallows, packaging, extras, and overall effect, in a post to come soon.
Shit I'm suspenseful.
*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PFLAG
**http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bear_Grylls
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