:: Fun Size ::

:: is no-one enforcing the truth in labeling laws anymore? case and point: the snickers 'fun size' candy bar. i have yet to find anything 'fun' about this size. i dare say this sorry excuse for a treat is the antithesis of 'fun'. 9 times out of 10 while fumbling and straining with the tiny package, the minuscule morsel of goodness shoots across the room, bouncing off the wall, the lamp, and then under the couch. on your hands and knees as much out of hunger as to facilitate the search, you fish it out from it's final resting place and battle the dust bunny that has already begun nibbling on your chocolate coated caramel encapsulated peanut packed indulgence. you pop it in your mouth and chew ferociously. unsatisfied, you grab a second. third. tenth. before you know it, you are nearly buried alive in wrappers which makes me think they should change the slogan to 'hungry? don't grab a 'fun size!''. take action political correctors!!! the real 'fun size' is the $1.19 corner minit mart monster affectionately referred to as 'the big one' (or 'king size' to the outsiders). this massively robust bulk of scrumptious gratification is worthy to be bequeathed with the moniker of 'fun size'. ...while the emaciated variety is relinquished to 'why bother?' ::