Walkers Snack Foods Limited
PO BOX 23
Leicester
LE4 8ZU
UK.
Dear Mr/Mrs Walkers,
I have sent back this pack of crisps to you, along with a used tissue and a small zip bag.
I’d just settled down to my lunch, an egg mayo butty and pack of lovely cheesy Quavers purchased at
a local butty shop.
There I was happily nibbling through my Quavers and reading up on the latest news... when the
most disgusting taste I have ever had the displeasure of sensing shot through my mouth and up my
nose.
I immediately grabbed the nearest tissue and emptied everything I could into it. It was black, mixed
with the already partially chewed Quavers and tasted like I’d just chomped down on a piece of BBQ
charcoal. A run to the kitchen and a little sick followed – I had to throw the rest of my pack of
chewing gum in to get the taste of burnt death & sick cocktail out of my mouth. If you’ve ever seen
Ace Ventura – Pet Detective, there’s a scene in that which was similar to my plight.
As I’d chewed the only large piece of suspected incinerated-by-the-sun crisp, I searched the bag and
found a small piece of the offending fried snack. I’ve put that in the little baggie.
My apologies for the tissue and partially chewed charcoal, however I thought you may have some
boffins that might want to probe and test it for extra-terrestrial matter. The only explanation I could
muster for how burnt and horrible it tasted was that it had entered Earth’s atmosphere, burnt up
and landed by chance in your Quavers packing facility.
Please let me know the outcome of your findings.
Thank you
Regards,