People look for overlooked treasure in the most unlikely of places. Flea markets, garage sales, the internet. It seems that everyone is trying to find that one gem hidden amongst the junk. That one special item that nobody else has seemed to notice. I find my treasure at dollar stores. Of course, "treasure" is a subjective term as you will soon see from How to Eat a Monkey!'s newest feature:
Today's entry into the Treasure Chest is an item that I will cherish
forever. Or at least until I run out of stupid puns from its name. I'm
talking about the brilliantly named: Nut Milk bar.
| I first discovered Nut Milk when I was wasting time downtown, as I often do. My friend Steve and I had made our way into Liquidation World, a small local store that sells almost nothing useful. We were looking around when we came upon the candy aisle. Steve was the first to notice the Nut Milk. Needless to say we both came back later that week to buy some. I mean honestly, with a name like Nut Milk we'd be stupid not to buy it. |
Nut Milk: Chopped peanuts in a delicious chocolaty coating |
Pros: The best named chocolate bar of all time.
Cons: It isn't very big but that's okay because it tastes horrible.
Amusement Factor (1-100): 90. This chocolate bar provides
an endless amount of bad jokes e.g. "Do you want to taste my Nut Milk",
or "My hands are all sticky because they've got Nut Milk on them".
