Cracker Jack Write In


Lame prizes. They can't put anything in there that a kid could choke on and so out the window went the novelty of the Cracker jack prize. I'm not excited to find litter in my bag. No more boxes, just lazy bags. I say bring the boxes back or make better prizes. I encourage all Cracker Jack enthusiast of the past to send your lame prizes back to the company. If you are an artist send in what you would make and or appreciate as a prize instead. It must be paper and the size of the present Cracker jack prizes. If not an artist, type this up:
Dear Frito Lay and Cracker Jack,
I am sending you back the prizes found in the present Cracker Jack bags. I find them lame and an insult to my aesthetic. I find them symptomatic of all that is ailing in America at the present time. They cease to reach even the most mediocre levels of my expectations. I refuse to settle for these grossly poor attempts at a prize. The content of these "prizes" are not worth reading by child or adult, not entertaining, not amusing, just what is the novelty of a bad joke and a poorly conceptualized graphic that is supposed to be a game of sorts? I contribute the lameness of Cracker Jack prizes to lack of intelligence and creativity in your prize development department. I encourage you to seek out new, independent artist to improve your prizes. Until you do I will continue to send back this that litters my Cracker Jack bag in the hopes that you get the message,as I, sadly, have absolutely no use for them nor do I wish to collect or litter the world with them. I don't find them cute enough to use in art or craft of anykind. A tampon has more aesthetic and artistic value, not to mention form and function. Which brings me to this: at least return the Cracker Jack box.
Sincerely,
and send it along with your lame prizes to:
Frito Lay
PO Box 35725
Department 117
Dallas, Texas 75235-0725

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