While most church boards are of the sort that make Successories read like Faulkner, but this one (located just a few blocks from Fort Awesome) gave me pause:
Is there something about the Presbyterian denomination that I was unaware of?
In related ‘wait, what?’ moments, my sick desire for strange candy means I’ll try just about any new candy bar I see (often to great disappointment), but I’m going to admit that I finally found a new candy that made me seriously rethink my obsession:
What kind of a world do we live in where even our candy bars have caffeine and taurine? Snickers, you have gone too far.
And yes, the photo means that I bought the damn thing. For the record, it tasted like a slightly stale regular Snickers bar. Though I have to say: The heart-attack red bar and charging rhino seems all to appropriate, as not even 5 minutes after eating this, my heart felt like it was trying to escape my chest.