Now I ate my share of Count Chocula and Frankenberry when I was a kid, and I remember Booberry (though it was one I could never find on the shelves of my local Topeka grocery).
However, I have absolutely no memory of Fruit Brute. I’m not sure, as a kid, I would have gone for a lime-flavored marshmallows, but I am pretty damn curious. And I’m pretty sure I’d remember something as awesome as a Werewolf cereal, if I had heard about it. Sigh, my life is incomplete. Anybody still got a box of this I could try? And maybe a bowl of Yummy Mummy, too?
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You sir, are an ill-cultured heathen. For shame. FOR SHAME. One might as well admit never experiencing the tactile and culinary delight of Ghostbusters Cereal, C-3P0′s, or that most fantastical and delightful of morning treats: Smurfberries.
I’ll admit to enjoying more than a few bowls of Smurfberries, but until you had mentioned them I’d blissfully forgotten the prequel-foreshadowing taste of C-3PO’s.