Posted: 1/22/2009 11:11:48 AM EDT
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I want to kiss the magnificent bastard that came up with Smores Pop Tarts.
Story: In order to get out of the door in the morning and get to where I need to be I'm usually rushing along. I know I'll need that energy in the morning so I grab a yogurt and a put in some Pop Tarts as I get ready. Normally I'm getting dressed as the Pop Tarts are warming up and finished by the time they cool down. Today I was not so lucky. I neglected to check the setting on the toaster, and apparently my girl had turned it up in order to make her waffles crispier. When I grabbed the Pop Tarts and headed for the door I bit in to one and molten hot freaking lava gushed on to my tongue. I wanted to cry because I knew I wouldn't be able to taste the Smore goodness that was left, and because it was that freaking hot. Picture somewhat related 
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