And then I found this:
I almost cried when I pick up the box, glowing blue, accented with wisps of white and brown. My favorite cereal-that I wasn't really allowed to each much as a kid-not ruined like most other childhood memories (I still hate you Michael Bay. See Rabble from 03/26/12) but perfection improved. Imagine if Cinnamon Toast Crunch and Frosted Flakes had a baby, it would be the deliciousness that is Frosted Toast Crunch. It's as good as it looks. Unrabble-B
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