Oh, the wonderful memories from when these came in a little red circus wagon box with a string handle and cost a dime (and Truman was president). For those reviewers who think they have shrunk over the intervening decades, I suggest taking into consideration the size of the hands feeding the face. For those who think the taste has changed, I suggest doing a better job of rinsing off denture cleansers. And for those who can't remember lyrics, try these: