Don't worry, there is only one more to go after this one. Then I can start having a normal diet again, one that doesn't give me painful retching sensations in the middle of the night...
Cajun Squirrel
This Trade Descriptions Act flaunting flavour does not actually contain any squirrels and to be honest, I doubt the cajun bit as well. What you are left with is effectively Barbeque flavour without the crisps displaying that slightly disturbing and unnatural pink hue. The taste sensation is pleasant enough but isn’t particularly overwhelming – a bit like a handjob in a train station toilet perhaps.
The squirrel on the front of the packet looks perplexed, probably wondering where all of his disease-ridden rodent friends have disappeared to. The answer is definitely not in these crisps although I am awaiting the Roadkill Flavour range with particular interest.
No doubt flavours like Squished Hedgehog, Fucked Up Fox and Four By Paw will form part of “Do Us A Flavour II – The Return Of The Killer Flavours” - in stores for January 2010. They could get Jeremy Clarkson as their spokesman. Perhaps he would advocate a prostitute flavour or advertise a flavour with all the delicate taste of unwashed arseholes. Having said that, there already is an arsehole flavour – it’s called Cajun Squirrel.
From the evidence of the picture, it is also sad to see that The Bear In The Big Blue House has had his house painted red by the council. Apparently it wasn’t fitting in with the local surroundings. He is currently looking into purchasing some hair dye. Perhaps all he should do is bathe in the pink stuff that coats Barbeque crisps…
Lupe’s Verdict: 7/10
Wolfie’s Verdict: 7/10