I never liked Trix. Froot Loops, on the other hand, rocked. Follow your nose.
Noooooo! Retro Junk Food is where it’s at. Long live the puff!
I remember getting vastly annoyed when Trix changed to the silly ‘fruit shapes’ back in the day.
I have no idea why, the sweetest cereal my Mom would buy us was Apple Cinnamon Cheerios, which don’t even count.
Pfft. The very idea that Trix as puffs is the same as Crunchberries! Crunchberries (and their companion Captain Cushions) are lacquered and textured so as to cause maximum oral damage. Trix are just cheetos with differently-colored radioactive powder coating.
And let’s talk about Lucky Charms, shall we?
What the hell is Lucky thinking? Putting all those additional Marshmallows into his cereal? There should be four kinds of marshmallows in there. Four! Pink Hearts! Yellow Moons! Orange Stars! And Green Clovers! That’s it! No Blue Diamonds or Purple Horseshoes. And for the love of Og, no Red Balloons!
Whippersnappers.
I think the reason why I have trouble with the ladies is that I grew up on Raisin Bran and Rice Krispies. I needed a true sugar cereal for that boost of pheremones during development that I seem to lack now.
Parents, give your kids sugar cereals lest they end up a hermit like me.
Oh C’mon. Don’t sell yourself short. It’s not the cereal. You’re just Butt-Ugly. 
Ugly as an old Bubbadog.
Those of you complaining about the changes in cereals seem to have selective memory.
Remember a little year that we liked to call 1995? Clinton was in his first term, Seal was giving us a Kiss From a Rose, and the International Consortium for Heathier Cereals was forcing new regulatory laws on the breakfast food industry.
Don’t remember that last one? Maybe because it was a stealth move. ICHC was forcing Post, Quaker Oats, etc. to add more nutritious ingredients to all breakfast cereals. Come on, clearly you remember that, don’t you?
Surely you remember when moms across the country rejoiced at the advent of Lucky Charms with New Brighter Colors?
And children wept on that day.
Hmm? Oh, sorry. I was busy at that time working closely with the Gay Agenda’s Committee on Childhood Indoctrination. We were the ones who eventually got GM to add the RAINBOW marshmallows to old Lucky’s pot o’sugar.
The original Count Chocula was a cross-breeding of choco-laquered Kix and mutated mini-marshmallows from Lucky Charms. I knew it was a scam from the beginning, so I never actually dug either of them. I was a Cheerios, Kix, Corn Flakes kind of kid.
The fact that there is no cereal with coffee-flavored marshamallows that makes its own coffee in your milk proves that these cereal people are merely grasping in the dark, culture-wise. Idiots. Personally, if I valued a food product because a rabbit wanted to steal it, I’d be squatting in the garden right now eating the tops off my carrots.
Now if a talking tiger in an ascot were to urge me on, though, that’s a different thing.
Huh. I think I’ve just solved my financial problems for life.
Nobody steal my idea for White Russian-Os, OK?
They’re magically intoxicating!
They’re Grrrrrrburp
If you look at the sugar content of many “adult” cereals, you may be suprised to find they are higher than even some of the marshmallow, colored kids cereals. Raisin Bran is one of the highest, with more sugar than Frosted Flakes (my personal kid’s favorite.) So you got plenty o’ sugar if you ate Raisin Bran. Rice Krispies is one of the lower ones, though.
The “fruit” shaped Trix just looked nasty. I even refused to eat them when I was a kid.
Y’all left out Fruit Brute.
Count me in as someone who likes the puffs better, because the puffs are what I grew up with.
Now, I’ll just quietly go back to my Corn Pops and Apple Jacks…
They have had All Berries since the late 90s! Wiki says limited edition, but I see it all the time at the store.
I loved Cap’n Crunch, but dang did it tear up the roof of your mouth. And, if you let it get too soggy shiver that was just gross.
someone needs some bran
Whatever geriatric ward I get crammed into later.
Thank you! I knew there was a werewolf cereal, but no one believed me.
Thats the Fruit Loop Garoo.