I'm sitting here at my desk with a small box of marshmallow Peeps in my desk. Since I've been on Weight Watchers (down 5.8 thankyouverymuch), I've been trying to track all my intake.
Well, 5 peeps = 3 Weight Watcher points. 3 points = 1 glass of wine. I'd rather drink the wine, but I'm at work and the peeps were sitting here bitch-slapping me in the face and calling me a dirty whore.
So I ate them to shut them up.
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I know what you mean. I had the same thing happen to me with a box of Tagalongs.
OOOooo. Wait! Kiddos down the street haven't brought my damn samoas yet!
ummmm, are you going to stick those to the ceiling that way? ;)
There's a reason I have these fucking peeps in the first place.
I hate the flavor of the colored sugar, but I do like blowing those suckers up in the microwave.
Thanks to Pam from the yaya thread, I found I like the snowmen...
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