Now I know Frosted Flakes are great, but with a tiger as a guardian/mascot, why do they need to keep the formula in a creepy Haunted House? If I were Tony, I would be a little insulted. Questioning a tiger’s ability to guard treasure is like questioning a fish’s ability to swim or my ability to drink soda. It just don’t make sense.
The commercial bears this out. I mean the guy got into the house and almost had the formula, but once again Tony and his natural tiger treasure guarding instincts save the day.
I didn’t realize there WAS a secret formula for Frosted Flakes.
I’m gonna go out on a limb here and take a shot at cracking the secret: corn flakes and sugar. Sorry, Tony, your secret’s out.