TVSquad

Like most people, I spend my days trying to figure out how to be more like Keith Partridge. I've tried growing my hair out, learning how to sing, and have even tried unsuccessfully to get adopted by Shirley Jones. As it turns out, I've been going about this the wrong way. All one needs to be just like Keith is to enjoy a bowl of Kellogg's Rice Krispies in the morning. At least, that's what the commercial I placed below seems to indicate.

I do have a couple qualms with the ad, however. First of all, I would never let anyone else poor milk on my cereal. I'm very picky about the crunchiness of my cereal, and must insist on pouring the milk myself to avoid sogginess. Also, I don't care how much the cereal snaps, crackles and pops, you can't hear it all the way upstairs. The only way Keith could have heard it is if he's part dog, or possibly a werewolf. If he is a werewolf, that can only mean Rice Krispies are made from human flesh. Sometimes these things don't reveal themselves until you've watched an ad about thirty times and finished off a six pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon, but that's why I'm here, folks.