BEST time of the year
 

It's PEEP season!

You spelled that backwards.

Down with PEEP

It's haircut day for me. yay!

Mmmm....Boy do I love peeps in a bowl of milk. Of course, I also get turned on by Timbersports for some reason. Wait---Did I type that? I only meant to think it..

that is a good day indeed

I'm sure there's a story somewhere in there involving Fritz, a Sam's/Costco size box of Peeps, duct tape and Astroglide.

And whatever that story is, I don't want to hear it.

I like mine warm.

Cadbury Eggs, fool!

Oh, you meant the Peeps kind of peeps. At first, I thought you meant the dirty old man kind of peep...

It was supposed to be haircut day for me. But I have other crap to do. :( This day has been evading me a lot in the past two weeks... :mad:

Peeps are the work of Satan.

Best candy ever.

I could never figure out how the rabbit laid eggs.

Peeps in the microwave are the best.

I'll come up to Winnipeg with my premo buzzer for like $100.

Wait, are you even FROM Winnipeg?

My father-in-law loves Peeps, except only if they are stale. So every year, my wife buys them for him as an Easter present, but cuts them open when she gets home and leaves them like that for a month.

That's an odd tradition. Does he by any chance celebrate Festivus as well?

No, unfortunately, that house is wall-to-wall Christmas. It's decoration overload is what it is.

No peeps for me. I do need a haircut, though.

I'm not big on peeps, though the wife likes them. But she loves Cadbury Mini-eggs. She went through a couple dozen buttercream eggs a few years back too (she had a heck of a metabolism).

Me and Kirstie Alley were lounging around the APT one afternoon drinking Krystal Champagne and eating pink chick shaped peeps from the industrial shipping box. One after another the peeps and krystal wend down. Kirstie was just done with Cheers, and a little down on life. I had just been awarded the Nobel prize in peace for inadvertently settling a border dispute between West Virginia and Canada. Kirstie had been on her feet all day working behind the register at Rose's (hey, people got to make a buck) and was complaining about how dry they were. Ever the gentleman, I went to the kitchen and grabbed the Crisco. One tub and one foot later, the former TV hottie was on her way to being satisfied. But disaster struck! I was out of Crisco (and almost halfway through the PEEPS!). I rummaged around the house for something else. The WD-40 tickled too much as the aerosol blew across her toes. The only thing I had left in the place was half a bottle of Astroglide from a "Welcome to Scotland's Sheep Country" tourist pack. Well, that did the trick, though I wasn't sure if it would. Soon Kirstie's feet were smooth, and the peeps were gone, so we decided to go back up to Sam's for another crate. Let me take this time to interject, vinyl surfaces are not well suited for the living room floor. I think Kirstie must have fallen over seven times trying to get to her purse on the kitchen counter. Why did she leave he shoes in the car? It was 8:50 and we HAD to get to Sam's, so I did what any enterprising man would do, I fashioned her some slippers out of duct tape. Now, a former TV hottie with well oiled feet can be persnickety, so I had to have the adhesive facing outward. When Kirstie stood up, all appeared well, but one step later the left shoe stuck to the floor and her foot slid out. The right foot was well fixed to the floor, so that when her now naked and oiled left foot hit the ground she did the splits. the kind of splits a 15 year old gymnast girl does on her way to the gold. the kind of splits a full gown adult is not capable of. After the blood curdling scream I blacked out. when I woke up it was 9:45, and Kirstie along with the remaining krystal were gone. But, I found one last peep under the couch (a runner!), so at least the evening ended well.

What is peeps?

dude

exactly.

dude!?!?!?!?!

Peeps are like some sort of mind-control candy, a fact which Fritz has confirmed with this thread. 'Round about this time of the year, my wife will suddenly exclaim "PEEPS!" in the grocery store, and despite my annual and fruitless misgivings we'll end up buying them. At which point they'll sit, festering and uneaten, in the cupboard until I throw them out 'round about June or July.

At which point my wife will ask, pointedly: "Where are the Peeps?"

GAH!

(apparently there's even a peeps fan club)

SI

you could send them to me

Are they tasty like a Big Kauna Burger?

Sure. The shipment will look something like this...

are they tasty? ITS PURE FUCKING SUGAR!

SI

So your saying its tasty?

In a glazed-dogshit-kinda-way, yeah.

don't you blaspheme the peeps

Fritz is a Peepist. He probably likes fruitcake, too. Don't drink his purple KoolAid.

They are some nasty, unnatural shit.

This is why I come to FOFC... to bask in the genius that is Fritz.

If I may digress... check these out:

http://www.peepresearch.org/

http://www.perpetualstroll.org/lotp/

I think this note from Kirsty explains why she left:

You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh can't you tell by the way I run
Every time you apply Crisco on me
Wo-oh

You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I've got my doubts
You can't see the Cristal for the Peeps

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I didn't go to the market
With a boy who wants to love only sheep.

Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the duct tape off of me

So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you eat Peeps without me

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I didn't go to the market
With a boy who wants to love only sheep.

Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the duct tape off of me

So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you eat Peeps without me

PEEPS are awesome when they are stale.

You do realize that they now make Christmas peeps, valentines peeps, halloween peeps, etc........

It might be the best time of the year, but Peeps are no longer exclusive to this window of time.

Peeps are running on the Marshmallow ticket for 2008.. I hear the fundraising is going well due to increased shipment of "other-seasonal" peeps, which are basically just genetically defective peeps that came out of the peeper with different colors than the rest.. Its a bit odd, yeah, but theyre a very diplomatic bunch.. They'll probably at least do enough to curse us with 4 to 8 more years of Bush.. So all of you who say Peeps are so great might want to think of that a bit.. I just don't think a "democratically elected" monarchy is cool.

So, fuck peeps.

I hear if you put a peep in the microwave it expands to like, 5 times its normal size!

...or is that a cat???

I think it's time to find out, Mr. Wizard ;)

SI

Yeah, they're not for eating, they're for blowing up...

"Cats or Peeps?"

SI

Since Fritz started the whole "best day is haircut day" bit, I have not cut my hair. Yes, it's getting quite long.

Eh, either or.