Riddle Me This

It's a standing joke around here that we have too much Jell-O. I don't know why we have so much. I mean, I bought it, but I still don't know. I must buy it for a reason... maybe for a recipe I never end up using, or a sale, or who knows. But we have at least 20 packages of it. That might not seem like that much except for the fact that I.never.make.Jell-O. The other day, Alec made 3 packages, just because we had so much.

Last week, while shopping with Cody, we walked down the Jell-O aisle. "Hey, mom, lets get some Jell-O" Yuk Yuk Har Har. Then he saw it. He had to have it. We must buy it.

Mystery Flavor

Personally, I try not to eat it even when I know what flavor it is, but kids are kids. They won't eat dinner, but they'll eat mystery Jell-O.

So, we get home, and we're talking about the Mystery Jell-O. Cody says "there's a puzzle on the side that tells you what flavor it is, but I couldn't figure it out."

Well, step aside, and let the brilliant, intelligent and expert puzzle solver look at it. It was one of those Rebus puzzles from our youth. Ahh... cake, I think. It was just 2 pictures. The first was a dog saying "Grr". The other was a gorilla holding bananas.

I said "dog banana...?" with great puzzlement. Who the hell would make Dog Banana Jell-O?

Alec took the package from me, took a 2 second look at it, and said, condesendingly "GRRRRRR APE. GRAPE" with a silent "you idiot" on the end.

Good thing I'm brilliant and intelligent, because my expert puzzle solver seems to have disappeared.