May 24th, 2004
Kellogg’s Corporation
Attn: Product Development / Customer Satisfaction
171 W. Michigan Ave
Battle Creek, MI 49017
Dear Kellogg’s Flunky Bastards:
First of all, I’d like to thank you for continuing to provide excellent products at affordable prices in the marketplace. Your continued drive toward excellence is evident in all your work, and you’ve never hesitated to make things right when they went wrong.
This is why I contact you today. It has come to my attention after a recent trip to the grocery store that you no longer produce any Pop-Tarts containing apple.
I saw this coming a few years ago, when you discontinued the production of your Frosted Apple Pop-Tarts. I figured this was a manufacturing snafu – surely you, in your infinite pastry wisdom, would not think to stop the press on your tastiest of tasty treats. I was slightly mollified, but altogether appeased to find that you had replaced them with a non-frosted variety.
Not as good, it should be pointed out, but still containing apple.
Now I have found that even these have gone by the wayside.
Just out of curiosity, have you lost your fucking minds?
No, seriously. I have to know. I may be in the minority, but I am an adult that enjoys a good apple pastry. Up to now, I have had opportunity to indulge in your product line to sate that hunger which crawls up from my belly to peer sullenly at my taste buds. No longer, it seems. No mas.
I would like to come to Battle Creek, Michigan, and have you tell me to my face why this should come to pass. Yea, like a follower of Michael Moore to nearby Flint, I should come upon you and ask in a meager voice, “WHY?! Why should you abandon me now, in this time of want, and offer me instead chocolate Pop-Tarts, which are neither breakfast-foods nor good for anyone in double-digit age?! Why, Tiger Tony, WHY?!”
And then I shall proceed to beat your representative about the head and face with a rake. For no answer shall be suitable enough to explain – no excuse supple enough. No, apparently violence is all your kind understands. I’m sadder for it, but apparently reason will not do.
The apple Pop-Tarts MUST not disappear from this Earth. A nation divided by lack of frosted apple-flavored goodness cannot stand. I expect you to rectify this situation immediately, and for my trouble, supply me with a case of said Frosted Apple Pop-Tarts for my eating pleasure. Any while the arteries in my chest harden with saturated fatty goodness and every pair or pants I own suddenly become too tight, I shall thank you, Lord Tony and Company. Thank you for all the good memories and all the ones to come.
They took away my Saturday morning cartoons. This will not pass, motherfuckers. Make it right.
PS: The chocolate Pop-Tarts were manufactured in Hell by Mephistophocles and his minions. They are not edible, and in fact exist only to prove the existence of evil. I would be willing to keep this fact under my hat for a tidy sum involving Apple Pop-Tarts. Don’t test me, fuckers. :mad:
Sincerely yours,
One Angry Jackass in Phoenix
1521 Vitriol Pkwy.
Phoenix, AZ 85044
Attach: $100 bill which “might belong to you” if this whole Apple Pop-Tart business gets fixed. If you know what I mean.