Reference

Yes a reference. This is a reference post, but to what you may ask? Well in the late hours of a Florida day I put up a post on Facebook. I don't remember quite what I said, but it was something about toasting a Cliff Bar. Thus this idea stuck in my mind for days, until I finally got one at a gas station on my way home Saturday night.

Here is the story unfolding...


The story begins at about 1am Saturday night at Nathan Walters' house. As you can see here, the crunchy peanut butter Cliff Bar was about to meet its toasty friend... the toaster!


The Cliff Bar began toasting in the toaster as seen above. I cannot tell you why the toast is a neon green in this. It may be because the light socket behind it was neon green, but what the hell do I know? This was a daring move for me. I mean come on Cliff Bars are not exactly cheap, but they sure as hell are good. Did I ruin it? Did I toast it? Did I lose it forever?


Rule #1) Do not put a Cliff Bar in a conventional toaster. A toaster oven or microwave maybe, but not an upright "I pop up when I'm done" toaster. It was hell trying to get it out of there. The Cliff Bar started to melt rather than become crispy like I had hoped it would. Part of the bar had stuck to the bottom of the toaster. Very inconvenient. Never the less the eat was good. Chris Kee found the taste to be bad for some reason. Hey, I thought it tasted like hot crunchy peanut butter that had some melting going on. Then again, what the hell do I know?


But before the Cliff Bar made its last endeavor into my stomach, we decided to be immature 19 year olds (With the exception of Nathan who is 17). By golly we turned that Cliff Bar into what any teenage this decade would do. That is turn it into a reference of a piece of hot shit. I swear I make more references to a piece of poop than most people actually take one. As you can see Chris put in his thumbs up as a sign of approval so that young children may read and/or see these pictures.

This ones for you toasted, but melted Cliff Bar/ imitation piece of hot shit. I finish my glass of orange juice for you. For you brought Chris, Nathan, and I a good five minutes of joy.