Friday, December 3, 2021

A Love Letter From Lemonheads


As a snack professional, I spend a lot of time at Family Dollar. And if you guys don't start buying whatever shampoo we peddle during commercial breaks, I'm going to have to work there instead of just helping unload the delivery truck on Tuesdays. Anyway, I'm digging through the boxes to get first dibs on snacks when I come across that beautiful love letter on the back of Tropical Lemonheads bites. 

I didn't realize Lemonheads were so sentimental. LH has been thinking about our friendship since they first burst onto the scene in Boston in 1986. Evan Dando originally wanted to call the band The Whelps. After high school, Dando enrolled at Skidmore College. 

I'm being told I've gone to the wrong Wikipedia page. I'll *shuffles papers*

Lemonheads were introduced in 1962 by the Ferrara Candy Company and tried country music before finding their alt rock sound with a sweet coating, soft sour shell and hard candy core. 

Despite their claims that my memory works, I don't recall caring for the taste, texture or cover of Mrs. Robinson. But let's check in with Mike Hllywa just in case I'm wrong. 

MTD: I bought those Lemonhead tropical bites because of the sentimental note on the back. Do not eat the pink ones. I think they're urinal cake flavored. Blue is delightful, though. I don't think I liked the originals. Your thoughts?

MH: I've only had regular lemonheads. And, no bullshit, they work like lemon drops and kept my voice from cracking when I was singing in bands. They're a godsend.

MTD: Did I get drunk and write that box blurb after one of your Lemonhead shows? I'm going to have to talk to legal again. 

MH: It reads like something you wrote. I emailed Tina already.

MTD: I hate Tina. But she was willing to work for snackbit.

MH: Is that the fake crypto currency you're supposedly paying us with?

MTD: Yes, it's pictures of cheetos before I eat them.

MH: How do we cash them in?

MTD: Now IS a good time for a commercial break, thanks Mike.


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