So, I'm eating a Butterfinger today, amazed at how it tastes exactly like TV's Tastyfinger, when I start choking. Apparently my brain got confused, and I tried to inhale the half-chewed mash of crispity, crunchity, peanut buttery goodness.
When a juice so perfectly mimics something's flavor that your subconscious can't tell the difference between the two, you've got yourself a winner.
When a juice so perfectly mimics something's flavor that your subconscious can't tell the difference between the two, you've got yourself a winner.