And, now, candy. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups are among the finest of the Halloween delights, a prized commodity when it comes to post-trick-or-treat trading. And yet, they have a flaw. Not a fatal flaw, but something that's bothered us for the 89 years this candy has been on the market.
Trick I learned, if put in frig or freezer for just a little time this awful occurrence can be avoided— Greg Price (@NeedsExtraTime) October 25, 2017
Seriously. What the heck, Reese's? Why do your cups have such a hard time letting go of the pointless paper wrappers? How has this been an issue for longer than Mickey Mouse's career?
I love that you texted your mom about this issue— Christal Hayes (@Journo_Christal) October 25, 2017
Maybe for their centennial Reese's will finally give us a working paper wrapper.
Growing up as a Muslim-Albanian family with very patriarchal ideas on the way a family is supposed to operate, my idea of what a father should be was a very "man's man" one.
He brings home the bacon, laughs maybe five times a year, and was really into Clint Eastwood and Martin Scorcese movies. Oh, and a Marlboro Red had to be perpetually hanging out the side of his mouth.
Fast forward years later and here I am, dadding it up, and I'm not that, like, at all. The manliest thing I probably do is hit the gym, bro, and not shave my chest hair. Other than that though, I'm nothing like the former generation of "guy's guys" that raised me. Which I'm totally cool with, because I'm already learning special hair braids to try out on my daughter once she gets older. Because her old man might be a North Jersey meathead, but he's going to be a meathead who doesn't mind having tea parties and getting his nails painted with his little girl.