I DON'T KNOW WHY WE ARE EVEN TALKING ABOUT WHAT THE OP IS GOING TO BUY, THERE IS NO SENSE IN IT...
I just had a Blueberry bagel with cream cheese, first I was in a hurry to eat after my workout, so I didn't toast it, but then a couple of bites in, my hunger was subsiding and I wanted it toasted, but it now had cream cheese on it, so I got a piece of paper towel and scraped the cream cheese off as best I could {arms still shaking from workout} and then put the bagel with 2 bites out of it in the toaster, well it smelt funny {probably burning cheese} so I tried to remove it before it was done and it got stuck in the toaster, then I bent the toaster face trying to get it out {cheap stainless steel}, so I ended up tossing the entire thing in the trash can in anger {don't forget, I just got done with my 5am workout which was a little over an hour of torturing myself with 140lb skull crushers and 380lb bench presses}, so then I pour myself a bowl of frosted flakes, but there isnt a whole bowl in the box, so I chop up some bananas, and strawberries and add some soy milk and go sit on the porch off of my kitchen, everyone in the house is sleeping still... a couple minutes later I'm eating my cereal and it is delicious, I hear the smoke alarms {they are all wired together so when one goes off they all go off}, I take my cereal and rush into the kitchen, but one of my slippers gets stuck in the porch swing base and I almost fall, it takes all my strength to not drop my cereal..
The friggen trash can is on fire, so I put my cereal down on the counter and reach under the counter for the fire extinguisher, when I reach under the counter, I put my other hand on top of the counter to hold myself up while I bend over {all the smoke alarms still blaring}, well when I put my hand on the counter I put it rite in the paper towel full of cream cheese, still needing to put the fire out, I ignore the hand full of cream cheese dripping down my arm and pull the pin {which is now stuck in the cream cheese} and finally extinguish the trash can fire...
My wife comes down stairs rite in the middle of this and in her fashion begins to panic and throws my cereal on the fire after I already put it out!!! So now I still have no breakfast... And my wife cant understand why I'm covered in cream cheese in my boxer shorts with one slipper on at 6:30am holding a fire extinguisher over a toaster fire in our trash can yelling about my frosted flakes....
This is a true story, my friggen Sunday morning, Im starving...