Open a bag. You’ll see pink ones. Maybe a few white ones if you’re lucky.
The white ones aren’t a different flavor. They’re just shy strawberries. Or defective ones.
Honestly, eating a white one feels like finding a shiny Pokémon. Power move.
A Final Plea
Go buy a bag. Right now. I’ll wait.
Don’t like them? Fine. More for the rest of us.
But if you do like them? Welcome to the club. We meet in the snack aisle. We speak in crunch sounds. And we never go back.
Strawberry. Peanut butter. M&M. The holy trinity of snacks.
Go forth and crunch. You’re welcome.
