Pop Tarts save lives.
They saved mine after anchoring the 2000 Presidential election and the turmoil that followed, when I came down with a brutal case of IBS that lasted six months. I couldn't keep anything else down.
They saved me again after the Ramadi food poisoning.
And now, in Baghdad, where a germ is still slugging it out with my stomach and winning, I am again indebted to the Pop Tart brand.
300 calories of sheer starch, with some little fruity stuff inside (not enough to cause problems, just enough to make the starch taste better).
Long live Pop Tarts. God save Pop Tarts.
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