Welfareloser's Blog

not eating them. like circus peanuts, orange slices, and necco wafers, they’re not really candy. they are candy-shaped objects, or CSO’s. (on a side-note, my mother adores both circus peanuts and orange slices. my dad loves peeps, and even actually eats necco wafers… like, knowingly and on purpose. i would say i’m not sure i’m related to either of them, but i seem to have hung onto those defective genes and passed them to my children. evilgremlin kills for smarties, and spazmonkey has recently decided that mushpillows are the most important food group, period. dramaqueen, unlike the other two, actually appreciates expensive chocolate, so there’s hope for him being worth a shit, at least. we’ll see about baby trogdor. all i know is he freaks for coffee.)

i like the artistic value of peeps. last easter, there were some bunny peeps that, after a six-pack, just looked kinda horny to me. so, i had to take some pictures.

just seemed to need doing. common sense dictated the course of my actions. you would have done the same thing in my place.

now, the halloween peeps failed to inspire me. but the christmas peeps … oh, they have potential. snowmen and gingerbread men and women. my original intent was to put them in porn, too, but then i got a better idea… a seige. a big bloody battle over a bundt cake castle (thak you, nordicware; best $24 i’ve ever spent!)

there will be blood… swords… missing limbs… heads on stakes… catapults… and FLAMING MARSHMALLOWS OF DOOM!!! stay tuned, bitches. this year’s christmas card is going to fucking ROCK.