May 25, 2011

5 comments:

  1. Looks like you've been reading Erfworld!

    Never tried it myself, though. Never had the guts to eat very stale food.

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  2. Nice! I was unaware of Erfworld, but read that linked strip and got a laugh.

    Yeah, the stale peeps have been a tradition in my family for several decades. I've been practicing it faithfully for about 20-25 years.

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  3. Good heavens and little fishies! Another consumer of old Peeps! One of my sisters and a cousin buy their Peeps weeks ahead, tear open the wrapping, and let them sit until crunchy. I never got. Still don't! ;-) (p.s. I confess I am enabler, though. I find it so funny that I always mail them a packet of Peeps each year.)

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  4. The first two sentences could be some sort of opening for your next story where you are an alien writing in the first person about your young.

    Why did I think of that? It's called Getting Up At 4:30 For Work Every Day syndrome.

    Man, I can't deal with Peeps but yet there tends to be several packages around our house after every Easter. I know where I'm sending them next year.

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  5. Haha, yeah, I just reread those first two sentences and there is a story there. Definitely!

    Well, if anyone does send me Peeps, just make sure to cut a slit in the shrink wrap:)

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