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Honeycomb (cereal)

In his very last commercial, Honeycomb Kid battles Opera Bear (a mysterious ursine version of the Phantom of the Opera). Opera Bear’s one appearance was the final commercial of a several-part series, in which the Honeycomb Kid was seeking what he called “The Honeycomb Secret.” Honeycomb Kid had learned from his prior adventures that the secret consisted of three separate parts: The first was the Crunch, the second was the Shape, however the third and most important answer had always eluded him.

Presumably clues from his past adventures had led him to this location. Suddenly he was attacked by Opera Bear, who swung in on a rope. Opera Bear tells the Kid that he will never discover the Honeycomb Secret. The Kid responds “I don’t think so, Opera Bear!” (This is how his name was revealed to the viewer). Upon defeating Opera Bear, Honeycomb Kid discovers the third component of the Honeycomb secret to be the Taste. Since the Kid had originally claimed to have been looking for “The Secret of Honeycomb’s great taste”, the taste seems a somewhat unusual third component to the riddle.[original research?]

At the end of the commercial, Opera Bear and the Kid take a bow on stage, leading one to believe the entire series of commercials were meant to have all been a play. This was the last the world would see of both Opera Bear and the Honeycomb Kid as Crazy Craving would become Honeycomb’s new mascot by the next commercial.

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The San Fernando Valley in film 

Back To The Future (1985) - 535 N. Victory Blvd, Burbank 

The Karate Kid (1984) - 19223 Saticoy St. Reseda 

American Beauty (1999) - 20105 Saticoy St. Winnetka “Mr. Smiley’s” 

The Bad News Bears (1976) - 10500 Mason Ave. Chatsworth

Boogie Nights (1997) - 12036 Ventura Blvd. Studio City

Pulp Fiction (1994) - 20933 Roscoe Blvd. Canoga Park

Superbad (2007) - 1700 Victory Blvd. Glendale

Clueless (1995) - 5600 Vineland Avenue, North Hollywood

I don’t know why, but for the last three times I’ve gone out to ice cream with my family (at three different ice cream parlors even, mind you) there’s always been a random ass white dude with a fuckin’ open carry pistol holstered to them, and I’m always like “Why the fuck you think you need that on you when you go to an ice cream shop? Are you honestly afraid someone’s gonna attack you or attack someone defenseless in a place like this? The worst thing that happens here is like, the crying two year old that’s upset they dropped their mint chocolate chip cone on the ground.”

(Also, if we’re gonna start normalizing carrying weapons into public places, I demand the rights to apply for a license to carry a sheathed bastard sword into public spaces. D: )