In the midst of a competitive match of KerPlunk Monica dashed off to the kitchen and returned with a Flakey Flix for each of us. I immediately recalled one of our (drinking) life mottos from college -- Freshman year, first apartment with Melissa...
"Flakey Flix and Beer! FOOD OF THE GODS!"
I found myself tonight, uttering those words for the first time in nearly 20 years.
"Flakey Flix and Beer. Food of the Gods." And found myself repulsed by the thought of consumming these two products within days of each other let alone at the same time. Alas, let me be the first to say aloud, Flakey Flix and Beer are Food of the Gods no more.