[NeonAges]

How often have you sat down to enjoy your morning breakfast when a rival Jedi comes to do battle? How often has such an action left you in a state of shock, garbed in nothing but a bathrobe with no weapon to defend yourself?

The end of such a scenario has finally arrived...

As I walked down the aisles of my local Kroger in search of sustenance, I felt a great presence of the force. "where is such a power coming from?", though I. Upon further examination, I came to realize that the resonating force was coming from none other than the Frosted Flakes of corn. I could not believe my eyes. Was the beauty I saw in front of me really true? Oh, it be true, and it be AWESOME!

Introducing the Saber Spoon!



I normally don't eat Frosted Flakes but this time, I knew my purchase had been justified. But which color did I get? Would I be a noble Jedi who weilds a Green or a Blue Saber? Or, perhaps, I will be a fearsome Sith, weilding a Saber who's color is red, like the spilled blood of my enemies (actually, with the use of a saber, the wound would cauterize thus, spilling no blood...but that doesn't sound as cool does it?). Upon unveiling my new treasure from it's cellophane prison, I felt a rush of Light side Force coarsing through my viens. The saber was blue. I nonchalantly did a small celebration as it was the color I had hoped for all along.

Admiring it's beautiful craftmanship, my finger found it's way to the notorious red button. The red button that should strike fear into all of my enemies. Carefully, I pressed it. A gush of glorious blue light was emmited from the hilt of my freshly obtained weapon.




I quickly rushed to turn off the lights so that I could see my beauty in all of it's glory. With the lights off, the gorgeous blue light cascaded across everything in my room. Could what I was holding truly be so beautiful? Or was it merely a dream? I pinched myself to make sure I was concious.



It's allure was easy to see with the eye, but how would it preform? I poured myself a bowl of the Frosted Flakes, hit the red button, and plunged the spoon into the crunchy, milky abyss. With as much ease, I withdrew my Saber Spoon to reveal a bounty of sugary, flat, corn peices. It did its job well.

The spoon blade is detachable for cleaning purposes so as not to damage the precious inner-workings of your Saber Spoon. The instuctions claim it to be unsafe for the dishwaher but that does not matter. Such a masterpiece should only be washed with the trusting care of it's owner's hands. Also, do not place it in the microwave...but one would have to be foolish to place his Saber Spoon in an evironment where it is constantly bombarded with harmful microwaves.

I hope eveyone is ready for it, because breakfast will never be the same again.

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