Kellogg’s Consumentendienst
Antwoordnummer 11102
5200 VC ‘s- Hertogenbosch
Dear Kellogg's,
as a kid I was a huge fan of Kellogg's Smacks. I almost ate it every single morning. My favourite combination were Smacks with warm milk. My friends found that very disgusting. For them it was the most slobbery nightmare, that they could imagine in there young live.
But of course I ate it anyway. At the age of six friends were not so important for me. Kellogg's Smacks protected me day in and day out - even against the coughs of my grandma. She was a very heavy smoker. I always put the Smacks-Pack in between of us. Sometime two on top of each other. Today I think this boxes saved my live. I hate smoking.
When I reached puberty, of course, I tried to become friends with kids of my age. I even changed my breakfast behaviour and tried healthy stuff like fruits, German muesli and cold yoghurt. It was pretty tough. And in the end, it was not very successful. Now I am 32 years old and alone. I don't have many friends, except from my 82 years old neighbour. I think she likes me, but she is a smoker.
Yesterday I went to a shop and bought a fresh Kellogg's Smacks Pack and went home right away. After twenty years without my favourite cereals. I put the milk on the stove, got a big bowl, opened the box and then … I was shocked . The Kellogg's Smacks were huge! One of them was almost 24 cm long!
My first thought was, the Kellogg's Smacks granules might have grown in the last 20 years of my abstinence, like me. I am 180 cm high and 85 kg heavy by the way. So it could be possible.
But after a week of thinking, reconsidering and fighting with myself I don't believe this. So I thought about to write you Kellogg's. Is it true? Did they grew? And if yes, how is it possible? I thought Kellogg's Smacks are dead when they are packed in the box. Like my favourite lunch from the freezer: fish fingers.
Now I will sit at home and wait for your letter. I can see the mailbox from my window. Maybe you even send me Kellogg's Smacks Pack like I had 20 years ago.
Now I go to sleep.
Regards,
Alexander Schierl
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