So I went to the grocery store hungry late last night and made some exponentially poor decisions. Had an itch for garbage cereal and grabbed some Great Value brand (because I'm broke) Frosted Flakes. On my 7th bite, I pulled up arguably the worst cereal prize imagineable. No, it wasn't in my house/cabinet/bowl already. Why am I certain? Because I AM, for one, but because it's leg was stuck in a flake. PSA: best practice is to at least glance at your utensil during its travels from dish to mouth. It at least saved me from knowing what wasp tastes like.