Irresistible goodness, or irresistible anal discharge? |
The Unnecessary History of Newtons
Figs and fruit were recommended by doctors for digestion problems, so people ate biscuits and fruit together all the time. A genius in Philadelphia, but born in Ohio, named Charles Roser, his friends called him Figgy Charlie because he loved figs so much, developed a machine that could inject fig paste into pastry dough. Some company, that no longer exists, bought the machine and called them fig, because that's what's in them, newtons, after Newton, Massachusetts. I have no idea why they named them after Newton, Massachusetts, since they were based in Cambridge, Massachusetts.
Charles Roser should be a national hero. |
Don't worry, she's just snacking. |
You'll see that they ask for your age range. I can't imagine why. Do they have different people who respond to young and old people? Also, they ask for your name. YOUR REAL NAME. Don't they realize this is the internet. No one uses their real name. I put in Punchie McFisto, hopefully they think it's a real name. It then pops up this thing that says, "Hey, have you looked in our FAQ for the answer to your question, because we don't want to be bothered by you." I tested the square in the top right hand corner of the little pop up and it closed. Everything seems to be working.
Then they ask for your address. Mondelez HQ is in Deerfield, IL, so I wasn't worried. Then I looked up where that was and it's right next to Chicago! Chicago is the murder capital of the United States. Two people are murdered in Chicago everyday. If you live in Chicago, you're hardcore. German thugs I wasn't worried about, but Chicago thugs scare me a little.
Pictured: Chicago Thug |
Here's the e-mail I sent them:
"Hello, I was wondering if any of your delicious products uses castoreum as a natural flavor. If I don't receive a response within 30 days, I'll assume the answer is yes. Thank you for your time."
This creepy guy makes we want to go out and buy some snacks right now, or curl up into a ball and cry. |