With a healthy sprinkling of mud and pollen.

‘Stop fornicating, ladies, and obey God’

Had a painfully polite (...in theory) Southern-transplant friend explain it to me ("it's like, well, uh, you want to tell someone you hate 'em but can't say it in front of your mama or their mama") and have refused to call it anything but The Southern Fuck You ever since.

Kind of like how "Well, God bless you" in my neck of the woods means one of three things:

Pulled Pork Oreos!

Everyone but you letter-dropping yanks, it seems. I'm surprised you guys didn't just put a Z in there somewhere and be done with it.

The actual flavors they have are pretty inexplicable. Birthday cake, Dulce De Leche & Banana, Creamsicle, Spring (it's yellow), etc. What the heck kind of flavor is "Spring" supposed to be?

Hmm, a raw beef donut filling could actually be good... steak tartar in a light enclosure of fried dough. Yeah, that could work.

DEAR GOD NO. We just would each try to come up with grosser and grosser ideas, then discuss in great detail whether the ideas were valid and whose was the grossest. (e.g. "Lube and cigarette butts!" "You can't EAT cigarette butts" "Oh yes you can, I've done it" etc. ad infinitum - and almost literally ad nauseum.)

As a bisexual feminist I sometimes struggle with the appropriate response to visual stimuli of this sort, but for now I'm gonna go with "YOWZA!!!"

Haggis Oreos!

Tapioca Oreos with chunky filling made me laugh and gag at the same time. Ew/well done!

I think I would too... Crap.

Don't be silly, they'd be Sriracha Oreos!

But are they still vegan? (Junk vegan, not good vegan).

I'd totally eat durian oreos. I'd do it like i do durian shakes- holding my nose.

Snerk. This needs to come out of the grey tout de suite.

They wouldn't do that to kids.

The first time I was called a bitch my mom and aunt congratulated me. It's like a term of honor in my family, because it's usually a code word for, "Don't take crap from stupid people."

Okay, time for honesty!