We’ve all been there before, you know just housing a bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos, Doritos, Fritos (take your pick). So satisfying but your left with a murder scene on your hands afterwards
Why? Why does this dust stay on our fingers, reminding us of our poor life choices like a Scarlet Letter? I don’t understand how we can pretty much call an air strike in on our IPhones but Frito Lay hasn’t figured out a way to make Cheeto dust an issue of the past
Damn you Frito Lay, you Maniacs! Damn yous all to hell
The Warming Home 
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