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June 22, 2007

From The Desk Of... MY ARSE

Dear Ruffled Lite Potato Chips (50% fewer calories! Zero fat! SHAZAM!) that I scarfed last night with reckless abandon before noticing your bag's MADE WITH OLESTRA warning logo,

I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU EVIL BASTARDS.

Cordially,
The artist formerly known as Tracey's lower intestine

PS: Would it be too much to ask that you just name them “ASS CHIPS” or something? For the sake of clarity and stuff? Think about it, m'kay?

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Yeah, the warnings on that stuff scare the crap out of me. (Rim shot. Bad pun. Sorry.) Something about anal leakage. Ewwww.

Oh, man. Olestra is some scary substance.

Olestra. Ouch. Or rather, ewww. So sorry, Tracey!

They originally used the term "oily anal leakage" in the product information. Oily?! WTF?

Olestra. I love the concept. It's a snack food! It's a laxative!

Pure genius.

Also anything with sugar alcohol (maltiol?) has the same side benefit. Have some bowel loosening snacks today!

A friend used Olestra chips to jumpstart labor when she went past term.

Not only did it work, it worked FAST.

Hope you feel better soon.

Yikes. Thanks for the warning. I'll make sure I steer clear of them or ensure I'm safely atop the throne if I eat them.

You poor thing.

yeah, isn;t there a warning about "anal seepage" or somesuch.

ANAL SEEPAGE, TRACE! ANAL SEEPAGE.

(i just wanted you to take that in, and i enjoyed typing it so much i had to repeat it...)

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