They're gonna taste great, apparently.

Frosties Kid! Where are you?! I can't help but laugh every single time I think about THAT infamous advert. Shocking, pitiful, terrible, awful, dreadful, horrendous, horrific, painful, cringeworthy, dire, abominable, atrocious, poor...I think we all get the picture. It's so instantly quotable (for all the wrong reasons) it's nearly untrue. Why did the poor guy never take a quick step back and look at what he was getting himself involved in? I mean, seriously - you can hear the sound of Frosties hitting your PLATE? Seems like somebody has a bad case of crockery deficiency...! Nobody with an ounce of dignity or with the mental capacity of something more than a half-dead badger would ever consider eating Frosties off a plate. It's illogical, not to mention highly impractical. Picture the scene. You carefully tip the Frosties from out of the packet onto your plate, with minimal mess. They bounce and ricochet a bit, but they all stay on board. Well done, that's a good success. Took a bit of determination, concentration and skill, but it's an encouraging start. Next up, milk. Here's when it goes udders up. How the FUCK could you possibly pour milk onto a PLATE of all things?! A presumably almost perfectly flat plate, with only the slightest of indents, that's already covered in God knows how many grossly overpriced sugar coated flakes of corn?! What a fucking disaster. We all know what happens next. Milk runs all over the place, causing what can only be described as kitchen based white river rapids with little cereal canoes to flow from the worktop, down to the ground, and across the tiles (or whatever style flooring you so wish to be ruined by fast moving milk in this particular analogy) until eventually it reaches a carpet which soaks it up in remarkable time, leaving a stink of stale calcium based goodness to be wafted around the house. If this doesn't seem appealing to you, which it sure as hell shouldn't do, then Kellog's advertising campaign definitely failed in hilarious fashion. This is most definitely why we haven't heard from the so called 'Frosties Kid' since the shit skit was last aired. Remember the internet frenzy surrounding the poor guy's future? It was bloody mental. I think it was the first time I truly experienced the unique behaviour of the internet and its people. Rumours spread like wildfire. Some say he killed himself (the means in which he did so have been hotly debated - did he ram a pencil up his nose, jump off a bridge, run in front of a bus, or even provoke lions at a zoo?). Probably not...apparently he went back to his native South Africa, to escape all the outrageous hatred that he was on the receiving end of. I can't blame the guy if he did. So what if the advert was a pile of wank, he doesn't deserve that! Frosties Kid, if you're still around, I wish you all the best. You've had your taste of fame, was it really Grrrrrrrreat?