the box tried to play it cool, as if going into the Solar Death Ray was a
day at the beach. For those of you who don't know, Pop-Tarts come in
redundant packaging: A box of eight "Tarts" holds four Pop-Tart pairs
wrapped in some kinda space age film. The cartoon Pop-Tart on the
wrapper wasn't nearly as cocky as the one on the box. Maybe he heard
about what happened to the chocolate bunny...
by a rather pleasant, sweet smell. Not long after that, the bulk of the
Pop-Target began to smolder, and this was accompanied by lots of smoke
and a less pleasant burnt smell. A faint bubbling sound was also heard,
possibly the sound of the inner core of the toaster pastry boiling under the
amplified power of an unforgiving sun.
extreme inedibility. Probing the surface with a "science stick" revealed a
rock-hard, inhospitable surface. The presence of organic compounds was
assumed, but the utter lack of water drastically curtailed the prospects of
finding life as we know it.
