You know what I said when I saw this on the store shelf. “C’mon ya old bag of bones!” Cuz I have to keep grandma sharp or she loses focus. Then I pointed out this Cheetos Bag of Bones and told her to buy it for me. Then we argued for like 15 minutes about how much allowance I had left and how much that Star wars figure from the other day cost. There was like $4 left over. Duh! You don’t know!

Anyway, I spent the rest of the night doing forensics on these dusty bones, putting them together like a mad scientist and then eating them like an even madder mad scientist. Like a really aggro, in need of therapy mad scientist. It was awesome.

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