So, I was walking around work last night, you know, like I do, and I thought to myself what a cool expression ‘the grapes of wrath’ is. Then, I started wondering where one would keep one’s grapes of wrath, like in a barn, or a a wine barrel, or wherever, and this led me to see the possibility of a joke in this idea somewhere, and I found the joke. It goes like this:
Where does Donald Trump keep his grapes of wrath?
Right next to his nuts of petty jealousy.
Well, obviously, this led to me trying to come up with other ways to make grapes of wrath funny, which unavoidably took me eventually, after many winding turns and dead ends, with crack squirrels bouncing around in my head, to the idea of this cereal, which is a real cereal, except that it doesn’t contain any wrath at all… or grapes… or maybe not even nuts, now that I think about it. I haven’t eaten grape nuts in a long time. Somebody should Google the ingredients.