When I was in the Marines and we were deployed to the middle of nowhere or on a ship, we always had people mail us boxes of Pop Tarts. The chocolate frosted ones and the cherry frosted ones with the little red sprinkles all over them were great snacks when cold since we never had access to toasters. They were a nice dessert to finish off a crappy meal served in the field (nobody ever liked the hot meals that the cooks would bring us in the field and we all would generally prefer MRE's but the brass always had a misguided notion that a crappy hot meal > than MRE).







Ranks right up there with vacuuming blinds, which I also did today.
"You really aren't going to ate that, are you?"
"Yup."