Let’s analyze these pretzels i’m eating.
‘Hold on for a wild taste ride ’cause our twisted snacks just won’t be tamed!’
I bought a bag of pretzels, this was not in the arrangement.
‘Each pretzel you pop transports your tongue to a place where sweet honey, tangy mustard and grilled onions fill the prairies with flavour – Pretzola style!’
Are these pretzels or drugs? I like honey, tangy mustard and grilled onions…ok…tell me more. Wait…shouldn’t they fill my mouth with flavor and not some prairie? Additionally, I like my tongue and I’d rather it stay in my mouth.
I really can’t bear to read more as they want me to taste a fresh ocean breeze…i’d rather not remember the smell from the Cape Cross seal colony…not a very fresh breeze.
All in all though…these are good pretzels and I don’t even really like pretzels.