ghoulbuns
Reviewed
August 7, 2021 (edited November 25, 2021)
like a candy corn creme brulee that I spilled a caramel macchiato on. And before you hipsters can bup bup me about what a true macchiato is, Im already aware. This isnt like THAT macchiato. Its about the super sweet over fluffed trash version. Which is what this tastes like. Super sweet overfluffed trash. The experience can be compared to the a night with a girl that possesses the same characteristics. The very first instance is met with delight as the light and sugary fairy prances through the door and you think "aw hell yeah this is going to be fun!", but then after a few moments, her true nature comes through and its disappointingly empty and bereft of anything relatively interesting and you sadly just wish she would go away because someone elese will be h appy with her, but it cant be you. You wold grow so bored and so resentful so quick. So if you like Pendletons, Im glad for you, sincerely. You take that girl and you hold her and you indulge yourself and you dont let go, dammit, because if you do, someone else will gladly step in and swoop her away and she will forget about you in no time. But that someone wont be me. Because I don’t like that girl. And I don’t like Pendleton.