Now Rolos are a funny thing. Generally we liketh them muchos, but find the toffee/caramel bit sticks to your dentures if you’re not careful and some people in this vicinity right here have been known to just suck on a fresh Rolo until the chocolate is no more, then spit the remainder out. It’s kinda a waste of most of a Rolo, but satisfying at the same time. We’ve been told.
Anways, you wouldn’t be able to do the above described thing to the Rolo up there, ’cause it’s actually a gold Rolo. Yes, a gold Rolo. Gold. Rolo.
It’s purpose in life is to be a gift-age on Valentine’s Day – you know, I-give-to-thee-my-last-Rolo type thing. It’s quite a nice idea, actually, and the last rolo that is gold is in fact spun from 18k gold, if that were to mean anything to yerself.
So, right, it’s only £50 which for some reason seems quite reasonable to us, and you can get it at any Sel-fridges in the UK of Britain.
We’ll have 3,479 of them, please.