These salty ass chips remind me of salty ass dudes. You know the type. The dude always trying to “throw salt” on your relationship to fuck it up. Ive had my share. I’d like to recognize a few….Shout out to the ENTIRE 1997 Riverside City College men’s basketball team that didn’t like that I was dating the cutest chick on the female team. Especially you, blonde ass nigga (Sisqo was popular at the time, lame dudes are copy cats) that decided to kiss my girlfriend on the cheek in front of me and when I pushed him he wanted to hug it out. Shout out to that dude that showed my girlfriend his weiner at lunch….it didn’t work. Unfortunately for the both of us it turns out she was apathetic towards any one’s weiner, mine included. Shout out to the chick (she looked like a dude…it counts) that loudly proclaimed “Todd aint shit…I like real niggas….darkskinned niggas with nappy goatees and dreadlocks” in front of about 50 clueless people that wondered why this Tracy Chapman looking chick was so overcome with emotion when someone gave my a girlfriend a compliment about me.
Anyway…these chips are about as salty as the people I just recognized in the paragraph above. Upon first bite, I get an amalgamation of salt and spices. Thats it. No balance. No separation of distinct flavors. Good crunch though. 3 outta 5 on the chip mack scale.
Anyway…these chips are about as salty as the people I just recognized in the paragraph above. Upon first bite, I get an amalgamation of salt and spices. Thats it. No balance. No separation of distinct flavors. Good crunch though. 3 outta 5 on the chip mack scale.
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