A Conservative Opinion on a Bad Idea

A Conservative Opinion on a Bad Idea

A cranky opinion for

CRANKY OPINION SATURDAY

The following is the opinion of a cranky old man with minimal knowledge on the topic opined.  Opposing opinions are welcome, but they are wrong.  Please, as always, no name calling; that means you, you big stupid head!

I have vowed to not post or comment on anything of a political nature.  I am fed up with the backbiting, the talking points, the hypocrisy, and the unfair characterizations.

I can’t opine about religion because that is more dangerous than politics.  Sports bore most of the ladies, and many readers claim they do not watch TV.

So what is left?  Well coming off last week’s Halloween, there is candy.

I have a gripe about M+M’s; specifically my complaint is with their new M+M’s with pretzels. I like plain M+M’s.  I like that they melt in your mouth and not in your hand.  I love peanut M+M’s, they are my favorite. I do not like the M+M’s with pretzels.

You may wonder, what is the problem; just don’t eat the M+M’s with pretzels.

The problem is there is no way to tell if an individual candy has a peanut or a pretzel.  When I pop what I think is a peanut M+M in my mouth expecting to bite down on that crunchy delicious peanut and instead get that crusty crunch and salty tasting pretzel I am thrown off in a most unpleasant way.

Even when I am told it is a pretzel M+M, the look is so ingrained in my taste memory that I am still shocked when I get that disagreeable salty chocolate combo.  The disappointment is much like when you grab a piece of candy from a Russell Stover assortment expecting to get a cherry middle and get that hard crappy caramel instead.

Please M+M, I beg of you, end the production of this horrible idea of a candy.  There can’t be anyone out there that prefers pretzels over peanuts…Oh damn, I guess there is that peanut allergy thing.

Well then at least put a warning on each M+M pretzel shell, “Warning this M+M contains a salty pretzel; do not expect a tasty crunchy peanut!”

The preceding was the opinion of a cranky old man and not that of management… Mrs. Cranky (who actually likes those horrible pretzel things.)