* They may have been a gift from my parents to their grandchildren, but around here I always impose what I call ‘the daddy tax’. Thanks.
** Blue Pom Wheat-fuls behave similarly. My family has gotten pretty smart about this stuff.
So I was keeping an eye on the package, and suddenly it went from unopened to this:
Curses! I’ve been foiled!!
As for the eight Oreos in the bag labeled ‘Daddy’, they immediately became this:
If one cookie is a double-stuff, is this a deci-hexa-stuff?
Amazingly, I haven’t eaten it yet.