3.10.2006
Round 1 Match 16: Potpourri Division
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Food Forces Battle!
Keebler Elves: That hollowed-out tree cranked out a lot of tasty treats over the years. Never underestimate the industrious elves. Whether it's shoes, toys, or Fig Newtons, these guys sure know how to produce.
California Raisins: Introduced a whole generation to Motown music. Although the spats are sooo ripped off from Mr. Turtle. Who sooo ripped them off from Mr. Peanut.
# posted on Friday, March 10, 2006
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The voices of the Keebler Elves, while sounding like kind old uncles in some dusty old library, also could be the Mystic River nightmares for their over-animated raisiny good-for-nothing opponents. Let the line be drawn in dough...the raisins may have good musical backup but when the chips are down they're going to be beaten, baked and eaten...only the crumbs of the oatmeal will remain on my extended tummy.
And let's take a moment to explore the "headquarters" of the Keblers. A simple tree you say? I see it as just the tip of the iceberg, giving them Guerilla-like access to underground tunnels to plan their destruction of the michevious raisin folk. Mr and Mrs Raisin are walking innocently along and all of a sudden one of them trips on a branch. Nothing, right? WRONG. DEAD WRONG. The Acme magnifying glass (see page 12 of their catalog) swings into position and while the former grapes' preshrunk outer husk protects it for the moment the creature is pulverized with gobs of gooey cookie dough, imprisoning its pathetic stick like arms. With tired old man calls, the Keeblers call out to each other to protect the nest -- at any cost! TO ARMS! TO ARMS, BROTHERS!
There will be much rejoicing in the tunnels tonight...
And let's take a moment to explore the "headquarters" of the Keblers. A simple tree you say? I see it as just the tip of the iceberg, giving them Guerilla-like access to underground tunnels to plan their destruction of the michevious raisin folk. Mr and Mrs Raisin are walking innocently along and all of a sudden one of them trips on a branch. Nothing, right? WRONG. DEAD WRONG. The Acme magnifying glass (see page 12 of their catalog) swings into position and while the former grapes' preshrunk outer husk protects it for the moment the creature is pulverized with gobs of gooey cookie dough, imprisoning its pathetic stick like arms. With tired old man calls, the Keeblers call out to each other to protect the nest -- at any cost! TO ARMS! TO ARMS, BROTHERS!
There will be much rejoicing in the tunnels tonight...
Although i find them more than a little creepy, the Keebler Elves are likely much more ironic as an icon.
The Raisins were too self aware of their cool factor.
And this has nothing to do with my personal bias against most baked goods containing raisins. Why would anyone fill a whole pie with those buggy little used-to-be grapes?
The Raisins were too self aware of their cool factor.
And this has nothing to do with my personal bias against most baked goods containing raisins. Why would anyone fill a whole pie with those buggy little used-to-be grapes?
What Vicbear said: The Raisins have had too much celebrity to be ironic.
Plus are you implying that they didn't invent motown music? Curse you raisins! Get out of my pastry!
Plus are you implying that they didn't invent motown music? Curse you raisins! Get out of my pastry!
I had every intention of voting for the raisins until reading the well-reasoned, if not lengthy, aurgument posted by jeff. He has swung my vote over to the elves. May they never ruin another cookie with raisins!
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