BON CHEW& COWCOW,
look what the mama found in her trashure store:
… it’s tiramisu ice cream
…and the little pots look really like the one on the package… a miracle…
…what do you mean there is booze and coffee inside and therefore we can not test it?
…I say you eat da poisonous stuff and we eat the rest… deal?
… the staff sent all the bad stuff to their stomachs and we got the plain ice cream, yay!
… it is eggs-tremely tasty, not too sweet and not too much coffee&booze…
… butt a lot of very creamy vanilla ice cream what melts on my tongue like the wicked witch of the west…
… we give it 3.5 paws and two wild wagging tails, that was really a masterpiece of ice cream art… but we have to deduct a half paw for the mighty plastic package what’s inside. We are not the two apostles of environment, but we are those who pay for all the plastic trash, with garbage fees beyond good and evil and with endless schoolmastery from Brussels for wasting too much pawtroleum and for producing too much non recyclable trash. But we don’t produce this trash nor are we those who dispose this crap in our oceans and seas… so the European Ultrahazard barks at the wrong tree and they rather should fine those who wrap even the smallest razor blades into giant plastic displays…right Gillete, you notorious environment hogs?