These chips have always been delicious. But curiosly, last night they were EXTRA delicious! Was it their radical ridges? Perhaps their flamboyant cheesy flavor? No, I think it was what they did for me. They helped me procrastinate doing the dreadfully dreadful dishes for five minutes. (With only half the calories of the regular leading potato chips!) You see, I hate hate hate hate DOUBLE hate LOATHE ENTIRELY doing the dishes. Who wants to sit and wash radioactive material off of nasty plates? So whenever my parents use the excuse that I always end up getting out of them, (Which I do. like a boss, might I add) I always have to do the dishes to prove them wrong. After 6 hours of productive procrastination, I doubtfully determined to dutifully do the dishes. But upon walking down the stairs (and after gracefully glancing through the cupboards) I discovered we had pudding! I like pudding. So I ate it. And I thought, "Wow! I'm not washing nasty slimy plates right now! Something must be working!" And it was all wonderous and grand until I finished my delicious snack and noticed the spoon in my hand. Great, more dishes to clean! Smooth move! I decided to once more try one last thing to pretend the dishes away. But this time, without dirtying any dishes. I open the cupboard, and what do I see? The most splendid sight one can see! (I inserted a picture above for your viewing pleasure.) Chips do not dirty any dishes. So I ate them. And they were good. Top-notch, I'd say! Then I hired my sister to do the dishes for me. Ye doggy!
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