Why don't Tostitos come in little $0.99 bags like every other chip? What's so wrong with that? I like eating them. You can't argue they're any more/less flavorful than Sun Chips, Lays, Fritos, etc. I can't argue that, anyway. I googled this and I couldn't find anything about it. You think it has to do with dip sales? Like it's the only chip that rides on dip sales, so if they sold it in little bags that'd start to make people think they didn't need dip with their Tostitos, and so they'd lose that special little market niche?
Posted by suppletowelcuddle at February 12, 2009 7:24 PMwoah. That is probably true!!
Posted by: Joel at February 13, 2009 1:36 AMyeah i think that's totally true. also, i think tostitos are viewed as more of a staple food (in a very loose sense of the term) and less indulgent than like fritos. like, big bag doritos are for parties! its more acceptable to have a large bag of tostitos for any occasion than a large back of doritos. ya knoww?
Posted by: jayme at February 16, 2009 8:20 PMHow this blog was probably come up with.
"Dude, I'm fucking stoned, lets go get some munchies"
"Dude, alright"
*Drive*
"Dude, I left my wallet at home."
"Fuck, I just spent my last green on the green."
"Shit...hey what about the change in your car?"
"Dude...sweet."
"Uh, there's about 2 dollars or so."
"Dude, sweet."
*Go inside*
"Dude, why the hell are the tostitoes all expesive and shit"
"FUcking capitalistic bastards trying to ruin our lives."
"Yeah, just look at all of these bags of 99 cent chips over here (names them all)."
"Dude, this is so fucking lame, I'm going to go home and blog about it."
rob: I wish. I wish I could have a friend with pot AND a car. All my car-owning friends are the ones whose parents trust them enough to have cars, and who cherish that trust too much to Do Marijuana. And all my pot-owning friends don't exist or/and don't want to hang out with me because when I get high I suddenly regress to my High Self, which is an uber-stereotypical pothead persona I honed in the dark, dank depths of Fall 2006 and have been passionately unhoning ever since. But you're right... I think I originally came up with this frustration when I was blazed once upon a time. The memory's got that fuzzy savoriness to it.
Posted by: Towel at April 16, 2009 7:15 PM