F***in' ace, mate! Every so often those corporate asswipes who
spend so much of their time finding ways to make us part with money we haven't
really got for things we don't really want come up with an idea so staggeringly
perfect that the only possible response is a slap of the forehead and a triumphant
punch of the air.
Giant Smarties, then. They're Smarties...but they're big. As someone
who's eaten enough of the trad variety to collect the whole alphabet on the
lids (I was an English student - it was an educational aid), this is quite
clearly a moment of great significance.
Some people who don't know any better have commented that Giant Smarties just
taste like Minstrels. Which is, of course, completely missing the point -
Minstrels are brown, Minstrels are boring.
So next time you've got 20p to spare and fancy bribing your favourite BSaD
editor to rig the next 'Player of the Month' vote, you know what
to do. But, if you want Steve Talboys to win, you might need a bit more than 20p's
worth of Smarties...