100 Grand with Peanuts

"I've got 100 Grand!" shouts the lottery winner. "100 Grand?" scoffs the billionaire nearby. "That's PEANUTS."

"Hm …" thinks the Nestle junior marketing associate hiding behind his Wall Street Journal. "Those fucking assholes may be on to something." Where these three men are hanging out, I am unsure. A cigar lounge? A brothel?

What I do know is that this limited-edition release combines rich delight and workmanlike functionality for a blend that is as infectious as it is entirely unnecessary. For years, underground candy cults have been achieving the same effect by simulaneously eating one 100 Grand piece and one mini-Snickers. Where are these so-called underground candy cults? You tell me, penis breath.

Review by Sim Snow