I don't know what the hell they put in pringles but they're fucking divine. I literally feel like I've been graced by Zeus by munching on those dainty little hyperbolic paraboloids. I am not worthy of the irreplaceable cathartic serenity I feel when my tastebuds are crowned with the celestial glory of the first bite. They must lace that shit with supercharged crack or something because no matter how hard I try I can't stop myself. Once I pop that lid they're all gone before you can say "fuck I love pringles". Honestly if they sold that sour cream and chive flavouring in a bottle I would 100% snort it. The FBI genuinely need to get involved at this point because there's gotta be some extraterrestrial shit going on in the pringles office to conjure up those things.
