#nutrigrain

[kandibysprout]

[fullcravings]

Homemade Strawberry Nutri Grain Bars

[gch1995]

Slides 1-10 of the first volume of DC Comics The PowerPuff Girls: Go, Girls, Go!

The title of this first issue is called “Snack In The Face.” It isn’t the most fascinating issue of the DC PowerPuff Girls comics, but it is the debut one. MoJo Jojo is the main villain for the girls here, and he’s stopped by berry-flavored Nutri-Grain type snack bars that the girls happen to have here as joke. Mayor is being his typical funny and lovable idiot self. I still wonder why Ms. Bellum was never given the title of Mayor instead, considering the fact that she basically runs the city for him, and she often has to remind him to call their local superhero kindergarteners to save them all when they are in immediate danger.

[nathan-thorn]

[cute-ace-mess]

some Hot Takes™ for your day

- white christmas is overrated, christmas in summer is so much better

- subtitle lines should be on for all movies, at least in school

- English is actually a really cool language, it’s just confusing because of its history

- being good at sports shouldn’t make you popular

- both Friends and The Office (american) aren’t really that good

- adding onto that, The IT Crowd is an infinitely better show than The Office  

- saying ‘alway re-blog’ on posts doesn’t mean people are going to do it, and half the time it comes off as really guilt-trippy 

- teachers don’t get a right to share test scores of individual students to a whole class. Moreover, teachers shouldn’t call you out if you struggle in their class, and get away with it

- Australian movies aren’t really that good, but because the market is so American centralised, we don’t get to have much of say

- Weet-bix and Nutri Grain are god-tier cereals, and anyone who says others mustn’t’ve had them before

- triple contractions are cool, but annoying to read/write

- y’all is a great word to use, stop bullying me :(

- music and art are just as important subjects as math or science

- christmas music is good all year round

- decaf coffee is just as good as caffeinated 

- there IS an A in LGBTQ+ and its stands for Asexual

- Bisexuality is valid and is 100% a part of the community

- music taste is completely individual, and nobody can have a bad taste 

[fishdavidson]

Dream Journal 2019-02-23: I Finally Had A Dream And It Was A Doozy!

After a lengthy absence, my constipated subconscious has finally broken through its medicated haze and bestowed upon me some dreams. I nearly cried upon waking up because I was so happy to dream again. Hopefully I’ll acclimate to the medication in the next few weeks and be dreaming regularly, but there’s still the potential for big absences between journal entries. With that said, let’s get to the good stuff!

Dream Fragments

Chris Pratt is making a list of all the Avengers who survived Thanos’s purge in Infinity War. But in this reality, Mario (of Super Mario Bros. fame) is an Avenger who did not survive the snap. So Chris stops being Star Lord and assumes the mantle of Mario. Honestly, Chris P. was most excited about being able to make the sproing sound Mario makes when jumping.

My friend Josh and I were in a castle dungeon as prisoner extras for a film about ancient Greece. We had a discussion about the cultural impact of two mythological dungeons in Greek culture: Stygia and That Other One. The discussion was good, but my loincloth was ill-fitting. Thankfully, I had no loincloth malfunctions.

The Big Dream: Adventures In The Scrublands

An epic sunset of wild colors splashes across the sky at the start of this dream. The sun is mostly below the horizon and a creeping shroud of purple is overtaking the orange and red clouds in the sky. I’m standing on a small hilltop overlooking the back of a Walmart, and noticing the Walmart reminds me that I need to do some shopping there. No, Walmart is not the scrubland mentioned in the title; we’ll get there eventually.

I saunter down the hill and find a crowd of people dressed in dirty yellow rags. They are people of all ages and ethnicities, and I ask an older man in the crowd why everyone is dressed like this. He tells me that they’re protesting capitalism.

Cool. Well I gotta go give some money to some corporate oligarchs, so I excuse myself and enter the store through a side entrance. There’s a display of crackers sitting just outside the entrance, so I grab a few boxes because these are nice crackers at discount prices. Unfortunately this triggers the store’s inventory control system, and I have an argument with one of the greeters about whether or not I already paid for the crackers.

The dispute gets resolved somehow, and I call my friend Josh from the previous dream fragment to ask if he needs anything. He needs some chips, so I go to the food section of the store. They have many unusual food items for sale, some of which I will list below:

Frozen pineapple shells, which are literally just the rough skin of pineapples and you are supposed to bury them in the ground for three weeks before eating them for maximum flavor.

A giant fruit called a Liovepote, and it’s blood-red and the size of a small child

Frozen sour cream, which is just like regular sour cream only with the consistency of a brick.

Plastic liriope (a decorative plant, but you know... fake because of the plastic) that I immediately became unreasonably enraged at seeing it advertised as food and began swearing.

I leave the food section and the store without buying anything (sorry, Josh!). But using doors in dreams is always a risky proposition, and I end up transported to a desert scrubland in the middle of the day. Also, instead of a box of crackers that I may have attempted to steal, I now have a tiny superhero companion named Vern.

Vern is no taller than my forearm is long, and he wears a green spandex suit. He is fully grown, despite being smaller than some babies. We’re best friends now and he often rides on my shoulder as I traverse this mysterious land in which I find myself.

There isn’t much to see here beyond some sparse grass and rocky outcroppings, but it’s pretty in a desolate sort of way. The sun beats down on us as we walk. I turn around to get my bearings and realize a harsh truth: the landscape is constantly shifting whenever we’re not looking at it. Now we’re lost in a weird desert with no giant Walmart sign to use to guide us home.

Vern offers to scout ahead, since this isn’t his first time visiting the mysterious scrublands. I wish him luck and find some shade under which I can rest. But Vern got overconfident and doesn’t return after an indeterminate amount of waiting.

Now the landscape is littered with stone statues in various states of disrepair. An army of stone golems is marching toward me at a steady but halfhearted pace. These stone dudes mean to do me harm, so I get up and break into a brisk walk away from the golems. I pass a curious piece of porcelain on the ground and make a mental note of it.

I keep walking.

There is a brief moment where the reality of the dream collapses and I learn that I am in a movie directed by Chris Miller and Phil Lord, the same people who directed The Lego Movie. And as quickly as it appeared, we’re back in the scrublands again.

Now I have stumbled upon a caravan of individuals who are also trying to find an escape from this harsh, sun-bleached wasteland. My new traveling companions include some colorful characters:

An old lady with wild hair and a beat-up old pickup truck

Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head dolls who are alive like in Toy Story, and they drive a tiny potato-shaped car called the Tatermobile

A strawberry Nutrigrain breakfast bar that can slither over the ground like a snake. It’s a pet that belongs to the Potato Heads.

One formerly-dead baby alligator, whom the Nutrigrain bar had cast a resurrection spell upon

We wander through the desert some more. I pass another curious piece of porcelain. Once again, I make a mental note.

The POV of the dream shifts, and now we’re watching another (human-sized) guy in a green spandex suit pick up something from the ground. It’s more green spandex, and he thinks it’s the missing mask for his supervillain outfit. He’s got an evil smile and evil eyebrows so we definitely know he’s a bad guy. He’s reciting a monologue about how he’s going to trap us in this wasteland forever. But the thing he put over his head is not a mask at all; it’s the remains of Vern’s super suit. And unfortunately for the supervillain, the part where Vern’s butt went is placed exactly where the supervillain’s nose is.

The supervillain has a fourth-wall-breaking moment and confesses to the audience that he is certain that he has made a huge mistake by putting this “mask” on his face.

Now we flash back to our motley group of travelers. We pass yet another piece of porcelain, and this time something clicks in my brain. There are actually only two pieces of porcelain, and they appear at set intervals in our journey like they’re on some kind of loop. If you collect both pieces and put them together, you can create a portal to leave this place. So I scoop the porcelain fragment off the ground and we keep walking in hopes of finding the next fragment.

Don’t worry, though. My hunch was right.

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Header image is of the Mr. Potato Head Ride On toy taken by Tracy’s Toys.

[chickentendersbakugolove]

COME TO ME, DADDY KIRISHIMA

[welovetinies]

saw this nutrigrain commercial the other day and it got my gt senses tingling. Damn nutrigrain commercial going full out for the gt community ! I’m loving it. Imagine having to manoeuvre your way like that tiny, show off your awesome tricks to your giant friend while they try and eat their breakfast